girl I love and a five year old, I got no regrets, this is as good as it gets. Chorus I'm a happy man I've got everything I need, Standing right infront
mind? I was thinkin' Then I realized it was my dun playin' 911 Once I seen the numbers I ran for the fuckin' guns My dun in trouble, I be there on the double I
sense(je suis fous = i am mad) I'll split every pound of your body into six pence I'm sick of simple similes about The Sixth Sense I'll leave your body
Dogs howl at the moon Now the funeral is leaving to the general's own tune All the rich and the famous don't know who I am The jokers and the jugglers
Salvationless Unable to save Salvationless Salvationless Blessed by death A slaughtered soul saved by hate I am unholy terror I am immortal pain Infectious plague mutilating mankind Eternally cremated I
i slash the heavens to shreds i am the lord of the dead by deaths damnation i've been blessed i am the lord of the dead i'm the unholy misery from which
joy eternally But until you rapture me away, in you I?ll constantly hope And every day as I awake, you?re living in me, this I know
hardest To leave me unimpressed Just one caress from you and I'm blessed I'm shying from the light I've always loved the night And now you offer me Eternal darkness I
me whole Oh since I met this blessed Savior And since he cleansed and me me whole Oh I never cease, never cease to praise Him I'll shout it while eternity
's not so bad. And I'll bet I'm not the only worried Dad. What's this I read; a skirmish in Afghanistan? Not much detail; I'll have to wait. No sleep
not submission Maybe now I've made you wonder Am I superstition? Incantation spell gone by I will live again My deals will made eternally I signed the
like me and you And I don't understand it, homie, I never planned it I was chasing money and fast women and man Then I met the great I AM, Son of Man,
, I smoke a zone Click above to visit our sponsors Know I'm grown, but I'm still a baby It's vica versa so I guess I'll beg satan to save me
ain't true So who am I gonna trust, am I going on and bust Myself nigga, damn this shit Fuck riding round' nigga, fuck being rich I can't take it, the
, I smoke a zone Know I'm grown, but I'm still a baby, it's vica versa So I guess I'll beg Satan to save me, God I'm confused The fuse of all these motherfuckers
Becomes master What I disdain makes me hope I enjoy inside me my great sin like it is my biggest comfort I am not the light for the time being I will
loved parents, and the deviant son. Family life now that we are one. Is this the confused mind of a boy? Or does a oreature lurk within? Am I possessed by eternal