poltregeist, it sucks me in and I can't change the station. - We don't need no thought control. - And I try to really sleep as my life repeats, like
can't buy me trust But my money is attracted to the backstabbers Money bring, money bring plenty haters It be looking so good that I'ma prolly fall
to turn to, in ancient town No names to follow, some empty stations No one remembers, this ancient town No trees to shelter, no night for sleeping No
Ras Kass: You want to talk to God? God never sleeps. Chorus Ras Kass: Now what came first, the chicken or the egg? God: Armageddon. Ras Kass: A arm a
so mad at the church I Can't believe they would inflict so much hurt why Could you put such a hole in my faith That I constantly feel like I'm falling
Beat by beat as Becky falls to sleep She sits in her electric chair and watches the TV. And its so quiet here in tonight, she looks skinny in the light
sleepin?, start thinkin? outside of the box And unplug from The Matrix doctrine But watch what you say, Big Brother is watchin' Watch what you watchin', Fox keeps feedin? us toxins Stop sleepin
the darkness Of your thoughts Hurry up now We're waiting for Us to fall, fall to pieces now A broken mirror In your life Silence in black and white Falling
's fine My hearts full of braveness so who the fuck will want to save this Fallen angel from fallen star and chaos on this nation Don't play us on your station
So let the frozen sands crumble, crumble and fall Yeah that's all right, I don't mind at all Well let it all tumble right into the sea Yeah that's all
is impatient It takes me under and I change the station It takes me under and I change the station It takes me under and I change the station Though
that we know Screens and neon lights gon show When my trunk unlock pop and show Ya already know Paint drippin off the door Not engaged with no lady, fall
admit its mistakes (Open your eyes) Some, like thousands of homeless people begging outside Britains tran stations and sleeping rough on the street find
, tired and feeble I represent for the homeless Let down by a nation More interested in war and invasion When children are sleeping at railway stations
Darkness will trip, darkness will fall Get no sleep on Salisbury Street Mud on my shoes, sweat on my palms Get no sleep on Salisbury Street There is
'em At least not yet, just a few that I will call bitch I'm not a player, strict rhyme sayer, say your prayers Now, I lay me down to sleep, don't sleep
always represent the dreads and fros [Rock] Starang Wondah, pass me a large order of that thunda (BOO-YAH!) Scared MC's bound to run and pull fall up