For all those who wanna analyze me For all those who wanna analyze me It starts off in the hips Move to the lips For all those who wanna analyze me My mother committed suicide when I was four or five I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho But I'm not sad or sorry 'Cause we be tomorrow 'Cause we be tomorrow For all those who wanna analyze me For all those who wanna analyze me My mother committed suicide when I was four or five I love Mike O, was killed by a psycho But I'm not sad or sorry 'Cause we be tomorrow Next month, next week I guess I'm weak I guess I'm weak But I'm not sad or sorry 'Cause we be tomorrow Suicide when I was four or five Mike-O killed by a psycho Sad or sorry, I be tomorrow For all those who wanna analyze me Starts off in the hips Move to my lips Starts off in the hips Move to my lips Train passes where they prosecute So be careful where you tread It's a land mine baby Don't go losing your head Just remember our love So you won't give up If you remember our love So you won't give up Long gone are the proper sleeves To walk by our side Long killed are the visionary souls Now we're walking blind The lies are meant to hypnotize And put you in a spell Wake up you sleepy heads Release yourselves from hell You won't give up You can't give up They made us drink salt water Then sell us liberty Tell me how can you sell somebody What's supposed to be free You know the non-contender for the derelict mind You starved us baby And you're gonna shine You starved us baby And you're gonna shine You starved us baby Fuck creation, fuck creation Fuck creation, there is no relevance with my life All I mean is how to fight Producing the goods I'm fit to make sense Built with more right Especially a thing, self-defense A wasted office in my mind All the time I've been blind Race an objective difficult at times Don't know what to do Name your Baby Namboo Mine's far and away the rest is up to you Politicians are destroying the dreams of the many One can inform our country So they don't spend a penny Less than our future On some posh adventure Driving along Concord Lane They're looking for adventure Pick out the homes and count the best bids Pick out the homes and count the best bids There's only so much to go around And they took the life It's not what you're savin' It's how much you got Pick out the homes and count the best bids Hunt the homes and pick out the best bids You're on his high and you won't give up Your tongue is torn and you won't give up Your back is broke and you won't give up You're all alone but you're so tough You won't give up, you won't give up You starved us baby and you cannot shine You starved us, baby © ISLAND MUSIC LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com