Texty:
Dead Moon Day After Day

Day after day we threw our cares away Waiting for tomorrow, never living for today We lined up in the trenches, holding higher ground We looked away for

come the dead can't talk? Through horrified eyes I can picture the other side Though my heart shed tears outside I couldn't cry Watched my homeboy die, day by day

If you walk away, I'll walk away First tell me which road you will take I don't want to risk our paths crossing some day So you walk that way, I'll walk

the mirror look at me, and pull the trigger. hooker said body found dead and gone well shit, just another dead nigger. My future, lookin weary, hear me maybe after

the night I spent amongst her bones And I past beside the mission house Where that mad old buzzard, the reverend Shrieked and flapped About life after you're dead

can put a man on the moon quite easy While people here on earth are dying of old diseases A woman goes to work every day after day She just goes to

't no sun Shine meaning she's gone Hum do a lah, that means, What up, Shah? It's the Mighty Ha drinkin' Mo' at the bar Bakee after bakee, blunt after

found was his skeleton In the back of a car, you spawned with the wrong guard You know my empire strikes back hard missles launched War is the day after

she will say yes Tell her you've seen forever and You'll be together not a day less Just know until that time comes And after you cross that first mile