' I ain't said shit On your whole motherfuckin' album Check it out, put this on there All you motherfuckin' haters out there Can suck my motherfuckin' dick And we still
I walk with the crowd, alone, Unseen, or am I imagining? it's easy keep hiding at home Still healing I teach myself how to stay calm When they wish to
who still can fly? This is what the young girl ponders As she does, her vision wanders Trying not to notice how much fonder Looks the old man's eye
Away from all the reasons now I'd hope to deal with them somehow Along the way these words would scream But would they still remain unseen and now it's
?t let go of the unseen hand Oh no, for it holds the reasons why The fields are white and now the time has come For there's a harvest, there is work
hungerin' soul with all the riches That are hidden in the wonders that You do. And in the words that you have spoken, There's a word that echoes still
who still can fly? This is what the young girl ponders As she does her vision wanders Trying not to notice how much Fonder looks the old man's eye Down
[Tony Kakko] I walk with the crowd, alone, Unseen, or am I imagining? it's easy keep hiding at home Still healing I teach myself how to stay calm When
do what I say If he got more to offer, then why you always leaning my way? [K-Rino:] That's a good question, see god it's like you there but still I'
implore - Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil - prophet still
holdin the grim Still shootin two in ya men If you think the world's greatest can't do it again [Chorus x4] There's a cold, cold feeling in my heart
I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin album So check it out, put this on there: All you motherfuckin haters out there, can suck my motherfuckin dick! And we still
For a better tomorrow - we wait pray There's a light in the dark And it shining so bright on our way Still there is hope on our way And we pray Oh,
Sometimes life feels like an ocean, cruel and far too cold to mention. Though you raise a great commotion - still no-one pays you attention There's no
and die inside? Is there still a heartfelt discomfort in you? Deep down inside to live these lies Addicted to goodwill and grace donated from your master's
see? What's behind the curtain of perplexity? [Chorus:] So many things in life we just can't explain There is so much that's still unclear If we dare
nothing more." Muttering I got up weakly always I've had trouble sleeping stumbling upright my mind racing furtive thoughts flowing once more I, there hoping
Call out for direction And there's no one there to steer Shout out for salvation But there's no one there to hear Cry out supplication For the