Breeze still carries the sound Maybe I'll disappear Tracks will fade in the snow You won't find me here Ice is starting to form Ending what had begun
Smiling in their faces While filling up the hole So many dirty little places In your filthy little worn out, broken down see through soul Baby's got
They're starting to open up the sky They're starting to reach down through And it feels like we're living in that split-second Of a car crash And time
Hey man, please don't make a sound Take a look around, can't you see what's right in front of you? Have a little taste, no more time to waste You don'
I believe I can see the future 'Cause I repeat the same routine I think I used to have a purpose Then again, that might have been a dream I think I used
Am I Am I still tough enough? Feels like I'm wearing down (down down down down) Is my viciousness losing ground (ground ground ground ground) Am I taking
You let me violate you You let me desecrate you You let me penetrate you You let me complicate you (Help me) I broke apart my insides (Help me)
Bow down in position against the polished steel This is something different, you'll like the way this feels No time for asking questions, no time for
Just a reflection, just a glimpse Just a little reminder of all the what abouts And all the might have Could have beens, another day, some other way But
They told me to get my heat so I got mine them mothafuckas that made that hit Now we only got the mini mack in the trunk sawed off and the 45th but im
bitch The big square inch The big square inch The big square inch How many can ya get on the big square inch? The big square inch The big square inch
got my inch and I'm set to attack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Angry inch, angry inch, angry inch
Don't give up an inch girl If you won't take me for the mile Don't give up an inch girl If you won't take me for the mile Don't give up an inch girl
got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I've got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I've got an angry inch I'm
do me wrong I never need an invitation 'Cause my girl never keeps me waiting Please, she's every inch a woman to me Can't you see, she's every inch
tenderness I'm in one hand in the other's a can She puts me in the can And smiles through the wall I got the horror's cos I'm one inch tall Next
oooh ooooooh oooh ooooooh oooh ooooooh oooh ooooooh we were lovers we were kissers we were holders of hands we were make believers just losing
I stuck a six inch gold blade inside the head of a girl she: lying through her teeth him: lying on his back hands of this one,hands off she cried grinning