it was the summer of 95 (so what?) in the backyard shaving the old plies. feeling so strong. something went wrong. straight into my finger what a stinger it was so long. i still remember that day like the day that i said that i swear "i`ll never hurt myself again" but it seems that i`m deemed to be wrong to be wrong to be wrong so i`ve got to keep holding on... they always played a slow song.when they come for me i`ll be sitting at my desk with a gun in my hand wearing a bulletproof vest singing my my my how the time does fly when you know you`re going to die by the end of the night. i still remember when we were young and fragile then. no one gave a shit about us because times were tougher then. feeling so good. cruising the hood. straight into the real world rich kids never understood. but i don`t care i can fade away to anywhere don`t stop because you might get dropped and if you do who`s going to pick you up well i won`t. well tell i won`t... they always played a slow song
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