it Cut and bruised but I got through it I still got the scars to prove it Life's like a big wheel keeps on turning Time runs away, every day I'm
show, peep show Anything goes strippers and live shows It's the creep show, street show, freak show, peep show Ecstasy, hydro, and good blow It's the
have an astrology And when it fuck up could it give you an apology? Should it say hello or should it say, ?Goodbye?? Try to understand how smart and
knew I wasn't getting jack when I saw Santa Claus on the corner buying crack I ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him "yo whats up with that?" He
it But she was there so I did it, oh And when I say I did it, I mean I did it I smacked it, I flipped it, I rubbed it, she loved it So much she had to
its worth, it makes no sense living a lie under magnifing lense it gets intense, so you promise yourself not to hate it but fade it - cos it really could
three zone please Nothing can stop me, you fuckers can't stop me It's crazy Why Why Why It's like my life keeps turning around Every second I need a light, I keep burning it
a nemesis Mother America's not witnessing The Harlem renaissance birthed black businesses This is the tale of lost innocence As the incense burns and the turn tables turn
this romanticism is like a prison 'cause live won't turn out to how it is foreseen So will any body care or just be there to pick up our shattered dreams
good Let go of the light of the TV Drop the hands The chains that bind me Turn it all around Stop, lift you up 'n die to self In a time when the left
stones So let it rain let it rain as I put em in pain God damn, it's hard bein' the Kane Give it to me, get up Come on, uh Give it to me, come on Give
's singin' to me. It's a blur - don't remember what I heard You said, "goodbye" now I don't know where to turn So I turn the radio up (up) Thinking I'
But nobody's singin' to me It's a blur, don't remember what I heard You said goodbye, now I don't know where to turn So I turn the radio up thinkin'
the shore light up night sky See the beach swing summers high August shower after heat Smell of rain on dry concrete Feel the air turn cold around See
Cause it is my favorite holiday But all this year's been a busy blur Don't think I have the energy To add to my already mad rush Just 'cause it's
It's been hard, it's been fiercely infected It's been dropped, it's been suddenly present Cutting ways that I've walked Earning miles through it all
doubt to lose your cool or rock for light its up to you youre spinning now, your heads a blur you better stop and look stop and look around because here it