know it feel like you can't live without him, and you're still too embarrassed to tell your parents about him. It's kinda crazy how he's on your mouth
all you jive suckers wishin, that's word to my mother You throw a shot at me, I'm throwin a shot back Yours is on a joint, mine's whistlin by your top
that's Programmed to destroy From the beginning when will it end On the day after judgment will I be ready I'm so happy we made it I knew one day we
worse, but I feel a lot better And that's all that really matters to me Well, Amy hit the atmosphere Caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter And she's
god And his eyes were glued to women's bodies Nobody simply paid any attention to it Especially the women enchanted by his attractiveness Until one day
punches until he could no longer speak. Eriel's heart sank. Had he misjudged Challis and entrusted his people's future to a reckless youth? Eriel's mind
he sent his doting mother Up the stairs with the stepladder, To get the Subutteo out of the loft. It had all the accessories required for that big-match atmosphere
world has become We are building our own tombs By eliminating our source of life When blindly we continue the destructions There's no future Day by day
jive suckers Listen, that's word to my mother You throw a shot at me I'm throwing a shot back Your's is on a joint Mine's whistling by your top hat Ya
me, Now toast to a nearly perfect thing we got, Mother, Mother, take care now don't you stop, Brother, brother, you go away, There's a lake in this place we can swim all day
though Shots in the spinal, from my rivals Cross the t's and dot the i's and Pay the judge, drop the top we'll mess around Shit, it's the kid rapper's
days of our lives We all face small obstacles and challenges everyday That we must go through These are the things that surround us through our atmosphere Every day Every single day
ground Now your father's face is frozen between anger and tears Your mother's hair's amazingly gray And I'm seeing these friends for the first time in years It's icicle reunion day
s attracted to comfort before the joy That's before Him endured the passion of suffering hanging up on that cross This wasn't random or sudden you know what ran through my thoughts The day
getting worse but I feel a lot better And that's all that really matters to me Amy hit the atmosphere Caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter and She's
the patience will do us in. So mothers, stop looking for your sons in the wood, because you will find them on CNN. That's when you will try, but you
minds that's Programmed to destroy From the beginning when will it end... On the day after judgement will I be ready I'm so happy we made it I knew one day