death outside I even forget my desires I'm searching the answer which never exists I'm pulling the trigger, I couldn't resist I'm leaving behind all
All the concrete, words around here I'm the bad seed, I think I swallowed it whole You're the compromise that never falls through Never left behind, wanna
I have a friend, he is made mostly of pain And he wakes up, drives to work, and then straight back home again He once cut one of my nightmares out of
He says he ain't gonna pay no child support Because the bitch left him without a second thought He got nothing to eat, no shoes on his feet She even left
on every station you turn on MTV and BET we getting our burn on Grammy nominated can't believe that we made it And we got a call from Jive that left
why I have this illness in me This killness in me I always knew that to hell they'd send me Every day was a nightmare only all very real But nothing compares
Vietnam War isn't over when it ends Some pictures never leave you mind They are the faces of the children The ones we left behind They're called Bui
no one to find here! They have left us behind here! [JOHN] Wake up, my friend Your mercy trip has failed There's nothing you can do, That ship has sailed
on my face. Coming out of nowhere, heading for any place. Wide awake with nightmares dogging at my shoes. Walked away with everything. Got nothing left
, for the ones left behind I've got memories of a smiling face Nothing can fill, this empty space There's no making right, what went wrong Cherish what's left
victims of shame staring in sorrow Promises lying there broken and crushed confusion, just disappear What can you give to be left all alone when there's nothing
left him, see He left the war, but the war never left him, see He left the war, but the war never left him, see He left the war, but the war never left
I can't fight the feeling, I'm born to kill prey To survive an attack there's only one way Battle to the death, that's how sharks play Weapons left behind
coming down the pike Riding his guitar, he left Kid brother with his bike And he's got Guthrie running in his bones He's the hobo kid who's left his
they dropped the dirt on my pops coffin, Left a hard spot on my heart that will not soften, I'm lost in this beautiful thing, So even in my nightmares
own past behind Live, for the day another year passes by Now we turn to face our fear there's nothing more to say Still your dreams and my nightmares
and no nine Then in no time older nigga From behind swung a baseball bat Left his face all cracked told him take all that Hit him again popped his chain wit a frown And left
