[Killah Priest] As my soul gets darker, my guns will spark ya Greet the night stalker, meet your fate Bow and pay homage, I rap with a garment Like one
Make me a witness, take me out Out of darkness, out of doubt I won't weigh you down with good intention Won't make fire out of clay or other inventions
Oh yeah, yeah Yes well, well, well I took a walk down to the port Where strangers meet and do consort All blinkered with desire And a winter fog moved
Your poor witness, crying so loudly on the floor Oh, well, she's only trying to tell you what it was that she saw She is only trying to tell you what
I saw her get off the bus Perfectly dangerous Though I could tell the trouble she'd spell I fell for Gabrielle She said, "I can't stay long There's somewhere
Is anyone out there at all? Does anybody hear my call? I'm on a channel all my own Tuned in from the Twilight Zone My space-age Juliet She's the best
It's funny how your head never leaves the clouds When you're walking down the street Stepping through the air so nonchalant You try so hard to flaunt,
Eric's room gets too small one night (He) Takes his whole apartment outside Down at his desk he sits and writes Under a streetlight One starry night
Day is dawning, morning will begin Twilight calling, does it have to end? Can we always be or stay forever running wild and free? Moon descending, tide
Sometimes she fades away She's seen too many movies Killing enough rainy days With nothing else to do We'll make our escape Like the end of Casablanca
Watch the night sky at my window While the world is fast asleep I stare into the unknown I will have no fear as long as you're with me I will catch your
(music: r. graber/s.macdonald lyrics: s.macdonald) Can I get a witness To your constant pain Hear you're spinning downwards Thought you were the same
You're sorry now And you'll change somehow And I am what you need to get out I don't wanna be I don't wanna be I don't wanna be a witness No, I don'
Thought, thought, thought Thought I had a witness C'mon, c'mon, c'mon Thought I had a witness C'mon, c'mon, c'mon Thought I had a witness to this crime
My true love drowned In a dirty old pan of oil That did run from the block Of a Falcon sedan 1969 The paper said '75 There were no survivors None found
Well, well, well Well, well Well, well, well Taskmaster burst the bionic zit splitter Breakneck speed we drown ten pints of bitter We lean all day and
I'm standing outside your window, baby And there you are Another year, another candle's burning For the party girl No one even knows that you're there
The first incision is made The knives start to tear your skin The blood drips at the end of the blade and you can not go back Why don't you love yourself