amazon I saw a man put a redhot needle through his eye Turn into a crow and fly through the trees Swallow hot coals and breathe out flames And I wanted
I saw a man put a red hot needle through his eye turn into a crow and fly through the trees swallows hot coals and breathe out flames and I wanted this
get up and go Make me feel it's for real tell me what you know I don't need to glorify Ate the apple of the tree and tried to lie In the garden I'll
by like an ancient war cry Sunlight hit the trees, it really caught my eye Glistenin', listenin' to the breeze Dancin' through the trees, freeze The
Mula, babe She was a young girl in pursuit of glory and fame She would do anything she could to feel the flame When everybody knew your mood and the
Or be hurt by you At the closing of the game But now it seems Too late for that desire I watched it all go up in flames I watched it all go up in flames
, I don't mind Little sister, the fates are calling on you Ah, here I stand again in this old 'lectric whirlwind The sea rushes up my knees like flame
, abrasive aloof Oh, in Mesopotamia aloofness ran deep Deep in the veins of the great rivers That form the base of Eden And the tree the tree of knowledge
strange messengers They come down through time To embrace to enrage And in their arms even stranger fruit And they swing from the trees With their vision in flames
', jack-knife He rips his leg open, so out of time Blood and light runnin', it's all like a dream Light of my life, he's dressed in flame It's all so
a G......?? I smoke trees now i be tree high I'm fresh out that fucking limo and im everything but sober, break, break, breaking that tree and backing
pop three times i'm feelin jus fine verse 2 i'm so high birds look up to me chillin in the clouds livin life of a luxury cold flame game you should
, paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and daffodils
a question than a curse how could Hell be any worse? The flames are stunning the cameras running so take warning When the hills of Los Angeles are burning Palm trees
Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the
parliament, hub cap ornament Deer head on the wall, it's a bubba thang Not just sparks but I'm sparkin' a Parliament Again I'm a chain smoker Stuck to the flame