jump I can see it in your eyes, you don't seem to recognize I wouldn't fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise I'm not fallin' for your shit
that was so beautiful I could count on you to make my life a little brighter I always thought you were built to last But I never saw anything fall apart
There is a blood red circle On the cold dark ground And the rain is falling down The church door's thrown open I can hear the organ's song But the congregation
There's a blood red circle On the cold dark ground And the rain is falling down The church doors blown open I can hear the organ's song But the congregation
Po-yo, I even gotta tight what cut from the Hair Cut Joe, man let me get my shit right cause Im not gone be the one to fall off, cause I know Im gonna
There's paper scattered on the lawn Birds up on the line There's letters left unopened here There never is the time There's messages I should return
sped out) [chorus 2: killah priest *singing*] I am king of bethlehem We sit upon the throne Thousands die before us This is a story of a fallen kingdom
well You hear that low humming underground Hear the skylark in the dell The wild world is speaking Let?s go to the well Sometimes my heart feels like a dandelion Seeds scattered
beats 'Cause I finally cut all the ties that were hanging on me Its a sign of life to be so confused You jump and it feels like you're falling You
up And I almost ran head first into a truck No compass will work, and I'm lookin' for answers Why the sands of my hour glass fall off backwards? Have
edges, ratta-tat-tat 'em Bustin shots, swervin and throwin kids at em Jumpsteady in a chopper and away we get Watchin everybody else fallin over the
are crumbling and the house is falling down Son of God, oh Carpenter, where you come back around The blocks and beams are crumbling and the house is fallin
act Comedy, tragedy, reality It all plays the same If you don't want me Tumblin' from the high wire Without a net You're saying I'll stop falling for
wit' the gun, clown You walkin' North but the sign say South bound Ambulance, yo, yo, you bucked down Man, move, yo, kid, you duck down Fall in the
Reflections staring back at me in a perfect world, through a modern dream. And the pain they causea?¦its developing. Through another time to scatter everything
I'm seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin' harshly Beat up and battered, they pull me out I watch as niggaz scattered
this time Pulls from the tether to rise And shatters Caught in the wind far and wide It scatters If I hear the call Of the Lorelei No I will not fall
enough the pulse quickens and we dance we eat the brain and pray this celebration of old skin a scattering of dust to the winds as the blossoms fall