Look in these eyes, Show how im spending time, The blind designs, Follow the red over white. I hear, I taste this, Whispering misery, I hear,
Look in these eyes It shows how i'm spending time Blood line designs That follow the red over white I'll hear, i'll taste this whispering misery I fear
and doops Gimme some space To burn di nincompoops Why should ghetto youths dem have to war over cheese wid these big machines That you bring from over seas It burn
tears crystal clear freeze unreluctantly From Mariana's trench to mama's breast through the dead who plundered me I hum the breeze at high tide seas
one ticket." Leaving my life behind My young love and the unborn Only have a lock of her hair... and burning love inside After forty work-filled days and sleepless
ringing in my ears Making me remember what I had. This burning trail of tears Leading me away, into the night... Closer to my fall. Season's changing
s and doops Gimme some space To burn di nincompoops Why should ghetto youths dem have to war over cheese wid these big machines That you bring from over seas It burn
and tears crystal clear freeze unreluctantly From Mariana's trench to mama's breast through the dead who plundered me I hum the breeze at high tide seas
