So where do we go? Nothing more than a feeling One chance to believe it Place your bets on the final stand We can?t be forgiven We can?t make a sound
told you, even if you show no interest How I came to feel forgiveness and finally set things right It was twenty years, two months and five days this December
and hit like sampres Handle this Make you believe like an evangelist (what? ) That real mcs are coming to reclaim los angeles And heres are standing chance To finally
[Music: O'Donnell, Lyrics: Yurkiewicz] While driving through Northern Pennsylvania on a cold December day He became enraged by the amount of deer hunters
