If you are born with it It's a gift you won't miss It's like breathing So if you're offered free new tricks Accept it with open arms 'Cause there ain't no four leaf clovers Or no gypsy lucky charms
Keep knocking on the walls And I'll blow off your...
Turn in seven hundred hours Turn in circles again To raise our clan Life in the pen My brain is mangled,sanity too Countin' the days I won't do any listenin'
Keep knocking on the walls And I'll blow off your balls Knock on the door You're asking for more Come in the room Gettin' sent your doom
As the waves roll in My five senses wearin' prim Waves of tiny people Trapped in a Russian tin People all over the world are screamin' For the love of a young child will be fadin' A taste of water and corruption While faith and religions all over the world Self-destruction Many controllin' the place of a dollar Or it's a creator on the streets flippin' collars
A bomb with a snake In both of your fists While a hurricane was blowin' Breathing,just around the corner from you A bomb with a snake In both of your fists While a hurricane was blowin' Breathing,just around the corner from you
Party's empty While I'm havin' to shave It doesn't smell good Beginning to fade Stimulation I need Some positive feed It's time to create,don't anticipate Put this all behind Try to look through Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do
Keep knockin' on the walls And I'll blow off your...
A bomb with a snake In both of your fists While a hurricane was blowin' Breathing just around the corner from youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
