spawned from long journeys through somewhere somewhere that only causes me pain as I strain my soul crammin it with (light?) so I could bring some there. I bleed
rhyme's reflection of Scarface and Preme's soul Before Jordan was wearin fo'-five, I just look like this, I just seem old But I had to bleed the blood
Confusion all over my mind but still I keep bustin' rhymes And I fight for what I want, but I die for what I need And I watch my people bleed while vultures
light reflections that color my mind when I sleep And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep Hey I can bleed
might be dreaming' I can see that you don't believe me And I might be dreaming' If I dip into your water Fall through my reflection I will shadow myself
reflections that color my mind when I sleep And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep Hey, I can bleed
reflecting on your picture on the shelf I'm feeling so gloomy when I see your face one thing is true, it can't be you to help me through this day Broken
1, 2, 3 Every scream went bleeding through these paper walls And all the make up in the world couldn't hide the scars I leave today I'm packing light
through the blood Besieged in fear Await the coming of the God I will watch you die again for him Blood is raining downward The stain reflects the
This air of silence, Breathes through the sullen mist. Transparent winds, Ease these age-old wounds. As stale thoughts disappear, Through Morpheus pathways
cannot conceive. I extol my journey through the vision of sound. Imbibe thine mind if thou durst see! Travel betwixt the demented seas! ....Reflect
that's born from sorrow I never did write that love song The words just never seemed to flow Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection And
The chandeliers light The mirror's glance A shine not to bright An emotion of romance Mighty mirrors reflect the nobles proud bleed Golden chests contain
my questions of how and why I got so many grey hairs. I take care of the nervous that runs through my extension cord, and I reflect on that reoccurring
... thy dying light Howling screams I hear Through forest dusk , the autumn shade Different shades of dark With hate embracing melancholy Thy kingdom
bleeding For the last sentence of mortal life Emptiness, fear and despair Shadows move where light should be Feel and see this dying world Through demon
I always crash land, resist, exaggerated authority Just a little bit of bleeding in your stories and I'd be really wanting to know- how they treat internal bleeding
the slippery stairs Inside a sleazy room with a bible for companion Bleeding fingernail, you'll never know yourself The eyes of the world they look right through