the first time in my life I realize I'm slipping I realize I'm crazy And I feel everything for the first time in my life I hear a saint down the hall
Did you know? Your eyes have a glow that send mine down to the pavement Mine down to the pavement Since you're gone The words have all come And we sing
Překlad: Naše. St.
: Did you know? Your eyes have a glow that send mine down to the pavement Mine down to the pavement Since you're gone The words have all come And we
's clean, that was raised to cook Be on the couch chilling, shorts on, reading a book Biting on a pen, thin glasses on French type frames by Yves Saint
think i'm the son of what's before and what's to come a saint with a scope and a pocketful of dope seven stars! seven stars! the kingdom is ours the
and saints are just waiting to drown Don?t give it away You want the truth Its all answers now All hands on deck, we?re going down No plan but ours
arrangement keeps landing me in hot water oh to bring good will I know that I can't buy you flowers oh to cure your ills would take more will than ours
, the corruption of flesh Ours is the God of nuclear winter Once I was the carrier of wounds Featherless and without direction, never a saint nor a Saviour
calm, we face the fear As we learn to win and love Voices and speaking Still we hear what we want to hear Our life is ours to choose Chorus Good
, With the cross of jesus, Going on before! Like a might army Moves the church of god! Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod! We are
vous meprisez nos veilles, Nos vieux recits et nos chants si grossiers. De la feerie egalant les merveilles, Votre opera confondrait nos sorciers. Au Saint des saints
cook Be on the couch chilling, shorts on, reading a book Biting on a pen, thin glasses on French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent Say hey pretty mama
) repeat 2x (Ha ha ha) (Bizarre's Verse) Back in the studio back on the block back in "Saint Andrews" got them hammers cocked nigga I don't get shot
from mortal site, yet oh, by faith is see! The land of rest, the saints' delight, a heaven prepared for me. Oh, what a blessed hope is ours while here
from from inside out bringing with them the hidden truth of stolen treasures here to be reclaimed the flesh is ours and it is also ours te be learned
