Cuz if you love music, then you know it's oxygen Ain't got a heart, my chest is where my funkbox is in! [Chorus] My funkbox is not only my heart, it
face and heart So loss ain?t bad I?m trading processing for sleep So it don?t seem sad that I?m losing you Blotch the face, blood vessels Broken heart
she rode in Taught and saucy from the facelift Beaming her made for this little while smile Tall as a tale, legs long as a lie Cross my heart and hope
about to explode with hatred They killin for pennies, knahmsayin? Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
to explode with hatred They killin for pennies, knahmsayin? Peace to the Gods, we got a heavy job... yo, yo Trouble follows behind a wicked mind, 20/20 vision
The eight of our lives been drawn to this undying love Gloria!Viva La Gloria! You blast your name in graffiti on the walls (oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh) Falling through broken