m here get hard to see But when I feel your fingertips brush mine I swear I see heaven for a moment in time Been running and hiding So scared of love
s got you believing it's love Drop the girl, the bridge is fast and burning Set her down in flames and get up Drop the girl, you can taste it on her lips
say it again It will tear your soul apart again I'm leaving you out in the cold again I'll let you freeze to death I won't let you see the flames Just
Where she walks no flowers bloom He's the one I see right through She's the absinthe on my lips A splinter in my fingertips Chorus But who could do
, be on alert, comin' faster Corny MC's, body snatcher with the rapture Dismember your body like I was a raptor Pluck your eyes out, so you can't see
Your womb always bled the sweetest of blood Let me taste it, let me smell your inner lust Leaving bloody marks of my dried out lips All around your vagina
the tray, to the bong (monoxide) Smoke a lot of weed, cloud 9, space flyin People try to front on my dope but I can see inside 'em Put the flame on the
life's a thrill Deputy thrills spent the year in Beverly Hills Not in the game but anything that's to say my name Leave another? to burn in the flame
blue or green enough it didnt mean enough you are the star to touch the earth shine bright for all eyes to see, radiate and touch me now Im shining like
? Oh tell me Baby, that's the reason Why I can't take your home Read my lips and they will tell you I want to win, I never feel blue Read my lips and see
very, very, very nice, you know Sugar, sugar, sugar Then I kissed your lips And you tuned on my fire, baby And you burn me up within your flame Took
I'd just like to say how flattered I am that you all came to see me. [Billy Flynn] Mrs. Hart is very... [Roxie Hart] You see, I was a moth... crushed
Closer What started out as desire, turned into a lover's tryst Who knew a moth and a flame could ever spawn a love like this And YOU need something to
from sugarhill J be the cause for the kiss at your wake Cartel lips, spittin clips at your face We started from the bottom You'll see bad niggaz
pops from Sugarhill J be the 'cause for the kiss at your wake Cartel lips, spittin' clips at your face, we started from the bottom You'll see bad niggaz
called the Spanish Fireball While she kept the rhythm with her hips from her ruby lips Came a love song so bright And as she rumbaed by the fire in her eyes Looked like flames
cold Let your bloodlust leave Let your hate recede I can take it all with one collect-call Awake be forgiven arise with the living Never see realize
slip you the key under watchful eyes But you pretend not to see And I see you smile I feel you stare The mercury keeps rising You start this fire Send up your flares Then leave