Gimme fuel, gimme fire Gimme that which I desire Ooh Turn on, I see red Adrenaline crash and crack my head Nitro junkie, paint me dead And I see red
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yo It be a buck-fifty Your chance of runnin' Is infinite Slugs that leave niggas drugged Like a chick slip the Mickey I'm so on the
1 2 3 can you hear me! your daddy was a real nigga real rolling stone of our time he's the reason why you wanna be a killer still wondering why he left
I should write a song about you And all the shit that you do You don't even know what's up But soon it all comes crashing down on you Since we're on
I'm water, swim to me Be my fire, burn with me One day, you'll see After the fall has fallen One day, I'll be The one your heart's still calling I'
I've got a word of thanks, thanks that I'd like to say For the way that I feel, the way that I feel today Got stacks, got stacks Stacks of chips on my
Put the pedal to the metal, go Let's ride this motherf*** Let's go, outta here Man, I'd kill a car When I take off, I peel out hard I drive like a maniac
The newcomer arrives Possession and guilt in his face Apologizes to the customs man For the gaping hole in his suitcase Says, I've seen where promises
I'm a brand new man, I'm a conscious man I'm a man who's burnin' for you The mistakes I've made have been chased away To the bottom of the ocean blue
Copper colored gal of mine, I love you 'cause you're so divine, Say you'll always be my clinging vine, Copper, copper, copper, copper colored gal of
Watching for a spark, it's a moonlight show Reaching through the dark, do you have to go? Try to put a message through to your sweetheart Won't you like
Wenn es net so traurig war', Entsetzlich schaurig war', Man wurde lachen ohne End'. Ich mochte einen seh'n, Der dann noch lachen kann, sobald es in der
Get you a copper kettle Get you a copper coil Cover with new made corn mash And never more you'll toil Chorus: You just lay there by the juniper While
five years since you went away hurts like it was yesterday play with fire and you're gonna pay lord knows I'm tired of paying I'm sick of living in
Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil Fill it with new made corn mash And never more you'll toil You'll just lay there by the juniper While
I don?t want to spend the rest of my life Starin' at a man, looking down a line What?s he say? Not my style Just a stylized version of an obsolete file
Ringing is the silence, sounding so clear And beyond the darkness is the path to our fears So with every breath we end up falling short And in the endless
Is this what I wish for those and all they know? Could depend on how cowardly I should act If she won't give me the love I came here for? With pen I am