<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914</id><updated>2024-11-01T03:53:28.668-04:00</updated><title type="text">Lyrics from N.A. Pierre</title><subtitle type="html">from upcoming albums 'Mutual', 'The Crush' and 'Farewell to the Flesh' A&amp;R REPS: check website for contact information. (c) Black Dragon Music / Rockso Records.</subtitle><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default?alt=atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" rel="hub"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><generator uri="http://www.blogger.com" version="7.00">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-7423744205320974961</id><published>2017-04-13T15:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2017-04-13T15:50:14.321-04:00</updated><title type="text">Words Can't Move You</title><content type="html">&lt;i&gt;verse 1:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can light up all the candles&lt;br /&gt;
And pull the window drapes&lt;br /&gt;
Lean with you upon the window pane&lt;br /&gt;
I can replay every word you said&lt;br /&gt;
If only you would ask&lt;br /&gt;
Invigorate the memories of the past ...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You never know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;
You never know what's true&lt;br /&gt;
When silence screams so loud&lt;br /&gt;
And words can't move you&lt;br /&gt;
To my head&lt;br /&gt;
And my heart&lt;br /&gt;
It'all feels so bizarre&lt;br /&gt;
We wake up and don't know where in love we are ....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;verse 2:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I can break apart the barrier&lt;br /&gt;
And let you make a choice&lt;br /&gt;
But there's so much uselessness in my voice&lt;br /&gt;
I can write down every word I meant&lt;br /&gt;
And still get everything wrong&lt;br /&gt;
Confuse the intentions for the song ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You never know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;
You never know what's true&lt;br /&gt;
When silence screams so loud&lt;br /&gt;
And words can't move you&lt;br /&gt;
To my head&lt;br /&gt;
And my heart&lt;br /&gt;
It'all feels so bizarre&lt;br /&gt;
We wake up and don't know where in love we are ....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;bridge:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I try&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
To bring the love back inside you&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
In the end, I'm blind&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Maybe you're right&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
But I try&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Open your eyes&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I'm dying out here baby, Jesus Christ!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;verse 3:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I can stay awake forever&lt;br /&gt;
And just give you the time&lt;br /&gt;
To contemplate the rest of both our lives&lt;br /&gt;
I can weigh the pros and cons with you&lt;br /&gt;
The "yes, I know"s and "why?"s&lt;br /&gt;
Find our Heaven back again and rise ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You never know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;
You never know what's true&lt;br /&gt;
When silence screams so loud&lt;br /&gt;
And words can't move you&lt;br /&gt;
To my head&lt;br /&gt;
And my heart&lt;br /&gt;
It'all feels so bizarre&lt;br /&gt;
We wake up and don't know where in love we are ....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(c) 2017 &lt;br /&gt;
rockso records international. all rights reserved.&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7423744205320974961/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/7423744205320974961?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/7423744205320974961" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/7423744205320974961" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2017/04/words-cant-move-you.html" rel="alternate" title="Words Can't Move You" type="text/html"/><author><name>Emgriot Publishing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00341601441759546246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitvw4IjtY9JApryYta6VxEoBZAJ_dY9cjKRoU0qE7M2V4OdyqA1qhhBfXSciF34kJZwgWsngKGwQsG2SaRlyQecBObFbu_tFlV31uGA-jD8YSHn4c9olOuLuD4wUN8w2Mf4elo/s72-c/couple-black-nigeria-relationship.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-1880402815364876054</id><published>2017-03-28T12:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2017-03-28T12:41:26.934-04:00</updated><title type="text">The Crush</title><content type="html">&lt;i&gt;verse 1:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Are you feeling scared?&lt;br /&gt;
Or are you prepared&lt;br /&gt;
To give one last goodnight kiss to what was supposed to be eternity?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I made my peace&lt;br /&gt;
Still I don't wanna leave&lt;br /&gt;
Make me believe&lt;br /&gt;
We wore it all on our sleeves&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Take a moment to catch my breath&lt;br /&gt;
'Cuz I've got nothing left&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFbAwlHs-BO3E8UgZ6vl26uEwKSbR7MJlwB8_5yS8HRYvLv3cMwvIRvnJmjhnSfa4J8oZCaRrP0wUYE6_ZjanaYvS_2LRi1iklQivEK5y1prB6SyDlWgXATq0isHKf6CjBOfcA/s1600/black+man+silhouette+on+beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFbAwlHs-BO3E8UgZ6vl26uEwKSbR7MJlwB8_5yS8HRYvLv3cMwvIRvnJmjhnSfa4J8oZCaRrP0wUYE6_ZjanaYvS_2LRi1iklQivEK5y1prB6SyDlWgXATq0isHKf6CjBOfcA/s320/black+man+silhouette+on+beach.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bells are tolling&lt;br /&gt;
We didn't pay attention&lt;br /&gt;
You insist that I'm more than a human being&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;chrous:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Well, I can't just trust&lt;br /&gt;
What I just can't touch&lt;br /&gt;
I can't see through the frost&lt;br /&gt;
Of your mask&lt;br /&gt;
'Cuz I'm not that tough&lt;br /&gt;
And you'll see it tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;
Gotta fight and break myself from this crush&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;verse 2:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I refuse to be a 2nd option&lt;br /&gt;
And I know that made you sad&lt;br /&gt;
But I can't give you what's not inside of me&lt;br /&gt;
And I know that made you mad&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Just remember the good times&lt;br /&gt;
Interlaced with the bad&lt;br /&gt;
I wish you nothing but peace now&lt;br /&gt;
Go ahead on the beach now&lt;br /&gt;
Water splashing on sand&lt;br /&gt;
As you turn to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
We've walked so far&lt;br /&gt;
It's about time we fly ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;chrous:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
'Cuz I can't just trust&lt;br /&gt;
What I just can't touch&lt;br /&gt;
I can't see through the frost&lt;br /&gt;
Of your disregard&lt;br /&gt;
'Cuz I'm not that tough&lt;br /&gt;
And you'll see it tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;
Gotta fight and break myself from this crush&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
Just remember the good times&lt;br /&gt;
Interlaced with the bad&lt;br /&gt;
I wish you nothing but peace now&lt;br /&gt;
Go ahead on the beach now&lt;br /&gt;
Water splashing on sand&lt;br /&gt;
As you turn to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
We've walked so far&lt;br /&gt;
It's about time we fly ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The bells are tolling&lt;br /&gt;
We didn't pay attention&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;You insist that I'm more than a human being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;chrous:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Well, I can't just trust&lt;br /&gt;
What I just can't touch&lt;br /&gt;
I can't see through the frost&lt;br /&gt;
Of your disregard&lt;br /&gt;
'Cuz I'm not that tough&lt;br /&gt;
And you'll see it tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;
Gotta fight and break myself from this crush&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
(c) 2017. rockso records international. all rights reserved.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1880402815364876054/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/1880402815364876054?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/1880402815364876054" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/1880402815364876054" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2017/03/the-crush.html" rel="alternate" title="The Crush" type="text/html"/><author><name>Emgriot Publishing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00341601441759546246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFbAwlHs-BO3E8UgZ6vl26uEwKSbR7MJlwB8_5yS8HRYvLv3cMwvIRvnJmjhnSfa4J8oZCaRrP0wUYE6_ZjanaYvS_2LRi1iklQivEK5y1prB6SyDlWgXATq0isHKf6CjBOfcA/s72-c/black+man+silhouette+on+beach.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-1845998673762789888</id><published>2017-01-22T07:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2017-01-22T07:29:34.081-05:00</updated><title type="text">Die Trying</title><content type="html">&lt;i&gt;verse 1:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAiKMvsHTR75gYJvpx6iOeBDciUA9vkkdt9_uvbkF2tT9mUMvWIJDr8zPJbtGewSln6il6_H22DrIBQ4bYTtdU_l5k2xwe9PwTd_vyGJlPFn-WbzRh7WEiqixClcbzyrnW74A8/s1600/stuntman+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAiKMvsHTR75gYJvpx6iOeBDciUA9vkkdt9_uvbkF2tT9mUMvWIJDr8zPJbtGewSln6il6_H22DrIBQ4bYTtdU_l5k2xwe9PwTd_vyGJlPFn-WbzRh7WEiqixClcbzyrnW74A8/s200/stuntman+1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well you're right, and I know&lt;br /&gt;
We got issues&lt;br /&gt;
Why we fight, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;
But I miss you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Every time every time every time&lt;br /&gt;
We hit that wall, yeah&lt;br /&gt;
And you cry and you cry till you're blind&lt;br /&gt;
I can't stand it at all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pride can be a devil&lt;br /&gt;
Se let's stay on the level&lt;br /&gt;
Let me dry your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
And let you see (woo!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Baby girl, I know that I'm wildin'&lt;br /&gt;
Gotta keep your love, even if I die tryin'&lt;br /&gt;
I need your kiss all day and night&lt;br /&gt;
Don't let go with all your might&lt;br /&gt;
Gotta have you now, even if I die tryin'&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[bridge]&lt;br /&gt;
[guitar solo, 4 bars]&lt;br /&gt;
The moon is bright but I can't see the light&lt;br /&gt;
I can only see you in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;
Don't me hanging on for life&lt;br /&gt;
Just come here baby, let's make it right&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[4 bars, theme music]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;verse 2:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Well you're right but you know&lt;br /&gt;
That I miss you&lt;br /&gt;
And I know you so well&lt;br /&gt;
You miss me too&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Every time every time every time&lt;br /&gt;
We hit that wall, yeah&lt;br /&gt;
And you cry and you cry till you're blind&lt;br /&gt;
I can't stand it at all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pride can be a devil&lt;br /&gt;
Se let's stay on the level&lt;br /&gt;
Let's make it right&lt;br /&gt;
I wanna let you see (woo!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;chorus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Baby girl, I know that I'm wildin'&lt;br /&gt;
Gotta keep your love, even if I die tryin'&lt;br /&gt;
I need your kiss all day and night&lt;br /&gt;
Don't let go with all your might&lt;br /&gt;
Gotta have you now, even if I die tryin'&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Gotta have you now, even if I die tryin'&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Gotta keep your love, even if I die tryin'&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;i&gt;end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
(c) rockso&amp;nbsp;records international. All rights reserved. 2017&lt;/div&gt;
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Its course and you've lost everything&lt;br /&gt;
You've worked so hard to treasure&lt;br /&gt;
And you've failed at every measure&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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And nothing makes sense anymore&lt;br /&gt;
And you forget to keep score 'cuz&lt;br /&gt;
You feel so far behind&lt;br /&gt;
In the game&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hey&amp;nbsp;...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Remember the good you've inspired&lt;br /&gt;
All that you've done in your time&lt;br /&gt;
Don`t forget the jewel inside&lt;br /&gt;
Of you and how it gleams so bright&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We've all gone through the trials&lt;br /&gt;
The tears and all the smiles&lt;br /&gt;
The foolish and the smart&lt;br /&gt;
So look inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There's a universe within&lt;br /&gt;
So much more to be won&lt;br /&gt;
I&lt;br /&gt;
Look&lt;br /&gt;
At&lt;br /&gt;
you&lt;br /&gt;
So stunned --&lt;br /&gt;
I can see the sun ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We've all gone through it&lt;br /&gt;
So don't&lt;br /&gt;
Let&lt;br /&gt;
No-&lt;br /&gt;
One&lt;br /&gt;
Dim that side of you that exudes fire&lt;br /&gt;
Hon ... hmmm ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There's a universe within&lt;br /&gt;
Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
And breathe again&lt;br /&gt;
And when you're inner version's come&lt;br /&gt;
I know&lt;br /&gt;
You too will see&lt;br /&gt;
The &lt;br /&gt;
Sun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(c) rockso records international. All rights reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5612428216494355254/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/5612428216494355254?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/5612428216494355254" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/5612428216494355254" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2013/06/you-can-see-sun.html" rel="alternate" title="You Can See The Sun" type="text/html"/><author><name>Emgriot Publishing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00341601441759546246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNerJUki-q1ziQg3v4efSjOgswvO8DOjFh-zBem-LWQe8S7t7y_h_CFdovxhFW6H1BwKt6rVZmbCnR4FJvU-Tj8OaSNMGMRxXpt9gJ786SySXCeRH8tJHwhCp27eofxmouvgX/s72-c/Sun+And+Skies+Ultra+HQ.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-6243986171986098419</id><published>2013-03-21T05:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-04-05T20:06:51.578-04:00</updated><title type="text">Stand Down</title><content type="html">Always, in those moments&lt;br /&gt;
It all feels so sudden,&lt;br /&gt;
Our voices just carry -- let's&lt;br /&gt;
Stand down&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What should take a whisper&lt;br /&gt;
Ends up a tempest&lt;br /&gt;
In fights with no victor; girl, let's&lt;br /&gt;
Stand down ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMJRhGJbHAqw06L7_moJwlgMUYnJ638R1xljaBRqcW_W-lo3zctrlNaEXoMmt4GggWJyZ9M2BiBePJSBPEPj1_QWZ2KMDFH6Uzrxd4T67y6hXW8oPSLCzVntjGfxBtfYn_l16S/s1600/Anne+Geddes+2+Black+babies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMJRhGJbHAqw06L7_moJwlgMUYnJ638R1xljaBRqcW_W-lo3zctrlNaEXoMmt4GggWJyZ9M2BiBePJSBPEPj1_QWZ2KMDFH6Uzrxd4T67y6hXW8oPSLCzVntjGfxBtfYn_l16S/s320/Anne+Geddes+2+Black+babies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In all our litanies of blame&lt;br /&gt;
And still waters we set aflame&lt;br /&gt;
You keep pulling away&lt;br /&gt;
I keep pushing back&lt;br /&gt;
Yearning for retreat&lt;br /&gt;
Still poised for attack&lt;br /&gt;
Girl, we may never ever be the same again, no&lt;br /&gt;
So let's try to regain our roots instead&lt;br /&gt;
Of watching the sky fall ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Every hour&lt;br /&gt;
We try to claim power&lt;br /&gt;
We're losing what's ours&lt;br /&gt;
Girl, stand down&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'll do whatever&lt;br /&gt;
To get back 'forever'&lt;br /&gt;
Let's get it together, girl&lt;br /&gt;
Stand down ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You -- no matter what you do --&lt;br /&gt;
Remain my light, my heart, my truth&lt;br /&gt;
It's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;
You know we're not assigned&lt;br /&gt;
That fate&lt;br /&gt;
Mephistopheles designed&lt;br /&gt;
So if you want to take a breath and think things through&lt;br /&gt;
I'll drop my sword&lt;br /&gt;
And pray you'll drop yours too&lt;br /&gt;
Let's live love ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(c) 2013 Rockso Records International. All rights reserved. ~25/8/266~</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6243986171986098419/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/6243986171986098419?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/6243986171986098419" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/6243986171986098419" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2013/03/stand-down_21.html" rel="alternate" title="Stand Down" type="text/html"/><author><name>Twenty-Five Eight UltraMedia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09786616992887131554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqQiv6edT_rWHRbTy4IzrVlu_3uu9ycTyoV1y0SCqEIo2NCLvPwQBUvVsxejczzAGl4NCuEb9wxdv46yESKdRNMDvh7UxkeHCrds2nLsxdgkd96ik2lQasGXjG8ASw1A/s220/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMJRhGJbHAqw06L7_moJwlgMUYnJ638R1xljaBRqcW_W-lo3zctrlNaEXoMmt4GggWJyZ9M2BiBePJSBPEPj1_QWZ2KMDFH6Uzrxd4T67y6hXW8oPSLCzVntjGfxBtfYn_l16S/s72-c/Anne+Geddes+2+Black+babies.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-4140845372664158296</id><published>2012-05-07T12:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2015-01-11T13:53:10.365-05:00</updated><title type="text">What You Don't Know</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI3XotZvBc58BztHczjhNMktMH2p5usPXYfdqqWIz2ChK0l88Z1sy18Zr9US9iMb6F3dEftoYw6OJ1PByJqM8J88FO7_3wpv8AeJUGNxfzsoijxn_aAS9cL4KxdxP6Ob4Jvspq/s1600/midnight-ride-sky-moon.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI3XotZvBc58BztHczjhNMktMH2p5usPXYfdqqWIz2ChK0l88Z1sy18Zr9US9iMb6F3dEftoYw6OJ1PByJqM8J88FO7_3wpv8AeJUGNxfzsoijxn_aAS9cL4KxdxP6Ob4Jvspq/s200/midnight-ride-sky-moon.png" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Girl, why do you beat yourself up for?&lt;br /&gt;
You know that you deserve all that you desire&lt;br /&gt;
You're thinking you're getting less, not more&lt;br /&gt;
Smile on your face, but still your heart's so tired&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He tries his best to make you oblivious&lt;br /&gt;
This next girl and that next girl, yet still asking for trust&lt;br /&gt;
But&lt;br /&gt;
What you don't know will hurt you; so baby&lt;br /&gt;
Please take care of your heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your suspicions are rising more and more&lt;br /&gt;
And it's not that you both never had The Talk&lt;br /&gt;
Somehow it scares you to know for sure&lt;br /&gt;
And lose what you fool yourself that you've got&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His sister tries to tell you to "look out!"&lt;br /&gt;
But you tell her mind her own, but there's no doubt&lt;br /&gt;
Sugar&lt;br /&gt;
What you don't know will hurt you; so baby&lt;br /&gt;
Please take care of your heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, I'm not advocating&lt;br /&gt;
Blame before proof&lt;br /&gt;
But there's no use evading&lt;br /&gt;
When your better sense sees the truth&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Aren't you sick of crying every night?&lt;br /&gt;
Lipstick on his shirt, that ain't your own&lt;br /&gt;
Not sure which is left, and which is right&lt;br /&gt;
Time for heart-felt honesty to come back home&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He'll try and try, and he'll cry and cry&lt;br /&gt;
But inside you're just tearing apart&lt;br /&gt;
Baby&lt;br /&gt;
What you don't know will hurt you&lt;br /&gt;
Get it out in the open, instead of prayin' and hopin'&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah&lt;br /&gt;
What you don't know will hurt you ; so baby&lt;br /&gt;
Please take care of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(c) 2012 Rockso Records International. All rights reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/4140845372664158296/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/4140845372664158296?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/4140845372664158296" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/4140845372664158296" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2012/05/what-you-dont-know.html" rel="alternate" title="What You Don't Know" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI3XotZvBc58BztHczjhNMktMH2p5usPXYfdqqWIz2ChK0l88Z1sy18Zr9US9iMb6F3dEftoYw6OJ1PByJqM8J88FO7_3wpv8AeJUGNxfzsoijxn_aAS9cL4KxdxP6Ob4Jvspq/s72-c/midnight-ride-sky-moon.png" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-7676324596111388082</id><published>2009-07-01T00:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2015-01-11T13:54:23.049-05:00</updated><title type="text">Time Out</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_JWr82YT7PJ1ZboATAh-xBuMkG7HSpHkdB9AQTSEEumGhmB6zjkaLw9RBvE33ISTheQqmfk9RUsWIlSIzc_zA5CiZ9Er35LmiNMneomQ9VIvBqZggn3gN2c1vsjsjIjoplXd-/s1600-h/doomsday+clock.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_JWr82YT7PJ1ZboATAh-xBuMkG7HSpHkdB9AQTSEEumGhmB6zjkaLw9RBvE33ISTheQqmfk9RUsWIlSIzc_zA5CiZ9Er35LmiNMneomQ9VIvBqZggn3gN2c1vsjsjIjoplXd-/s400/doomsday+clock.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353337535368213378" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 115px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 115px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;
We're living in a world of madness&lt;br /&gt;
With our backs up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;
We condemn truth and praise badness&lt;br /&gt;
The Devil's happy to see we fall&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I'm saying:&lt;br /&gt;
Try to hide from consequence&lt;br /&gt;
But it all stays the same&lt;br /&gt;
And at the end of the line&lt;br /&gt;
Will we care about who's to blame?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
chorus:&lt;br /&gt;
With fathers killing sons&lt;br /&gt;
And babies holding guns&lt;br /&gt;
It's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out (time out)&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We're trying to blow up the sun&lt;br /&gt;
And still no food for everyone&lt;br /&gt;
It's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out&lt;br /&gt;
'Cause nature isn't waiting anymore&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;
Can't go out like that&lt;br /&gt;
Leaving destruction for the youth&lt;br /&gt;
It's a natural fact&lt;br /&gt;
How can we progress without our roots?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm just saying ...&lt;br /&gt;
You can look until you're blind&lt;br /&gt;
And think 'til you just don't know&lt;br /&gt;
How long can we taint the sky&lt;br /&gt;
And the sea below?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
chorus:&lt;br /&gt;
No respect for childbirth&lt;br /&gt;
Women deprived of their worth&lt;br /&gt;
It's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out (time out)&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Workers wringing palms&lt;br /&gt;
And every country has the Bomb&lt;br /&gt;
It's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out&lt;br /&gt;
'Cause nature isn't waiting anymore&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[pan and guitar solo]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm saying ...&lt;br /&gt;
You can hide from circumstance&lt;br /&gt;
But it all stays the same&lt;br /&gt;
And at the end of our Race&lt;br /&gt;
Will we worry 'bout who's to blame?&lt;br /&gt;
Word to the Everlasting ... cha! ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
chorus:&lt;br /&gt;
Dark-skinned vs. light&lt;br /&gt;
The old and young fight&lt;br /&gt;
Iit`s plain to see&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take some time out (time out)&lt;br /&gt;
Oh Lord take a little time out&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Whole villages hungry&lt;br /&gt;
No food in de pantry&lt;br /&gt;
It's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;
We gotta take a time out (time out)&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Global markets crash&lt;br /&gt;
Whole countries strapped for cash&lt;br /&gt;
Not hard to see&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out (time out)&lt;br /&gt;
Oh Lord, we need to take a time out&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Plants and water spoil&lt;br /&gt;
All for the greed for oil&lt;br /&gt;
It's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;
We need to take a time out&lt;br /&gt;
'Cause nature isn't waiting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(c) Black Dragon Music for Rockso Records International. All rights reserved. ~25/8/366~</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7676324596111388082/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/7676324596111388082?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/7676324596111388082" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/7676324596111388082" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-out.html" rel="alternate" title="Time Out" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_JWr82YT7PJ1ZboATAh-xBuMkG7HSpHkdB9AQTSEEumGhmB6zjkaLw9RBvE33ISTheQqmfk9RUsWIlSIzc_zA5CiZ9Er35LmiNMneomQ9VIvBqZggn3gN2c1vsjsjIjoplXd-/s72-c/doomsday+clock.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-7458331609311296082</id><published>2009-06-30T23:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:53:17.727-04:00</updated><title type="text">A Little In Love</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB8vhZJ-ZfhBXYRKuP0A7NWZIT2GJyjpTJ9wGmFj3_Gi3k5wimHDv2-pd7pyL0O7GiNLVpqpxoZzUdOKw-2UWJkfblS30b9qaxUEkPTbvDLLDZdbmICvqO4unCW55xc-GJU3pT/s1600-h/black+man+and+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB8vhZJ-ZfhBXYRKuP0A7NWZIT2GJyjpTJ9wGmFj3_Gi3k5wimHDv2-pd7pyL0O7GiNLVpqpxoZzUdOKw-2UWJkfblS30b9qaxUEkPTbvDLLDZdbmICvqO4unCW55xc-GJU3pT/s400/black+man+and+woman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353332659406838338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the upcoming Rockso Records International rockso album "Farewell To The Flesh X" and rock&amp;B album "The Crush"...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;It's not so complicated&lt;br /&gt;Why I missed the big game for you&lt;br /&gt;Sports are so overrated&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I had other things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet at the same café&lt;br /&gt;And every time you're walking my way&lt;br /&gt;You smile, and then&lt;br /&gt;I just pretend&lt;br /&gt;That I'm just greeting my old friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think your hair's out of place&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, right – and I'm so unattracted&lt;br /&gt;And don't notice how your face&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me breathless and distracted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no doubt, you think I'm blind&lt;br /&gt;But you're driving me outta my mind&lt;br /&gt;One day, I'm gonna &lt;br /&gt;Pull you close&lt;br /&gt;And bring you to the moon and the stars above …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night I wanna love you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night I wanna hold you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night &lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm a little in love&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how you haven't figured it out&lt;br /&gt;Although we've been undecided&lt;br /&gt;But we've touched the edge before, so why shouldn't I&lt;br /&gt;Try my best not to hide it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playfully deny the facts&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you know me better than that&lt;br /&gt;Believe me when I say&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I'm gonna pull you close&lt;br /&gt;And bring you to&lt;br /&gt;The moon and the stars above …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night I wanna love you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night I wanna hold you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night &lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm a little in love&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so complicated&lt;br /&gt;I got a tabanka for you girl&lt;br /&gt;A love jones, the thunderbolt …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a stubborn-hearted man&lt;br /&gt;You had to ruin all my plans&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;Pull you close&lt;br /&gt;Bring you the sun, the moon and the stars above …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night I wanna love you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night I wanna hold you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night &lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm a little in love&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night I wanna love you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night I wanna hold you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's the night &lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm a little in love&lt;br /&gt;With you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words and music by me.&lt;br /&gt;(c) Black Dragon Music for Rockso Records International. All Rights Reserved. ~25/8/366~</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7458331609311296082/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/7458331609311296082?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/7458331609311296082" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/7458331609311296082" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-in-love.html" rel="alternate" title="A Little In Love" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB8vhZJ-ZfhBXYRKuP0A7NWZIT2GJyjpTJ9wGmFj3_Gi3k5wimHDv2-pd7pyL0O7GiNLVpqpxoZzUdOKw-2UWJkfblS30b9qaxUEkPTbvDLLDZdbmICvqO4unCW55xc-GJU3pT/s72-c/black+man+and+woman.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-116148803042607091</id><published>2006-10-21T23:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2013-02-06T13:05:45.338-05:00</updated><title type="text">Insomnesia</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEEUvX5LRX4-dVK6OBgBOmqX8aZSB5H87ISKGk4mMY1KMx0OBWRwr161qiaXOEIbmIUyQGF8H0HjOc81B6pDxL-O8yNxiwVnsbZ8cadCQxff-mkfKqL0KYRTeBqeTrYrrFuIs8/s1600-h/aaanightclub+scene.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353334120980338594" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEEUvX5LRX4-dVK6OBgBOmqX8aZSB5H87ISKGk4mMY1KMx0OBWRwr161qiaXOEIbmIUyQGF8H0HjOc81B6pDxL-O8yNxiwVnsbZ8cadCQxff-mkfKqL0KYRTeBqeTrYrrFuIs8/s400/aaanightclub+scene.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 99px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(from the Rockso Records International rock&amp;amp;B album “The Crush”)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;
Let's trip into the void downtown&lt;br /&gt;
Let's steal the night, the bass is shaking the ground&lt;br /&gt;
The sky lies over head like a crown&lt;br /&gt;
In a drop top down the highway, surround sound&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Open to every point of view&lt;br /&gt;
Don't care who I'm talking to&lt;br /&gt;
Tuning in and dropping out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;
Party's started, tell the rest of the crew&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And the zone just feels so alive&lt;br /&gt;
Peaking at all limits&lt;br /&gt;
And our hearts are in hyperdrive&lt;br /&gt;
A million beats a minute&lt;br /&gt;
And I know you feel it too&lt;br /&gt;
It’s glowing right through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;
As the floor&lt;br /&gt;
Disappears …&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
chorus:&lt;br /&gt;
Well it’s hot in the city on a Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;
And the vibe’s feelin’ right&lt;br /&gt;
And the moon’s hangin’ dead in our view&lt;br /&gt;
So let’s get it&lt;br /&gt;
Well I can’t tell when they turn on the lights&lt;br /&gt;
Am I dreaming or not?&lt;br /&gt;
But I’m gonna stay in the loop&lt;br /&gt;
Until the earth stops spinnin’ …&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;
A million people, like an ocean to cross&lt;br /&gt;
Sound waves breaking natural laws&lt;br /&gt;
I’ma jump into the pit just because&lt;br /&gt;
You can’t tell me nothin’, I rebel without pause&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gonna get zero sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;
But who cares? It’s a Saturday, right? (it’s a Saturday, right?)&lt;br /&gt;
It’s like traveling ‘round the world on a glide&lt;br /&gt;
And it only takes a minute to ride …&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Check your ego and id at the door&lt;br /&gt;
Pick up a little nerve, man!&lt;br /&gt;
It’s a chillin’ and a rumblin’ high&lt;br /&gt;
Pick up on your swerve, man!&lt;br /&gt;
And my girl is holding me close&lt;br /&gt;
Don’t ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;
We’ll meld as one&lt;br /&gt;
In no time at all …&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
chorus:&lt;br /&gt;
Well it’s hot in the city on a Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;
And the vibe’s feelin’ right&lt;br /&gt;
And the moon’s hangin’ dead in our view&lt;br /&gt;
So let’s get it&lt;br /&gt;
Well I can’t tell when they turn on the lights&lt;br /&gt;
Am I dreaming or not?&lt;br /&gt;
But I’m gonna stay in the loop&lt;br /&gt;
Until the earth stops spinnin’ …&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[guitar solo; bridge section]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
chorus:&lt;br /&gt;
Well it’s hot in the city on a Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;
And the vibe’s feelin’ right&lt;br /&gt;
And the moon’s hangin’ dead in our view&lt;br /&gt;
C'mon! Let's get it!&lt;br /&gt;
Well I can’t tell when they turn on the lights&lt;br /&gt;
Am I dreaming or not?&lt;br /&gt;
But I’m gonna stay in the loop&lt;br /&gt;
Until the earth stops spinnin’ …&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well it’s hot in the city on a Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;
And the vibe’s feelin’ right&lt;br /&gt;
And the moon’s hangin’ dead in our view&lt;br /&gt;
So, c’mon! Let’s get it!&lt;br /&gt;
Well I can’t tell when they turn on the lights&lt;br /&gt;
Am I dreaming or not?&lt;br /&gt;
But I’m gonna stay in the loop&lt;br /&gt;
Until the earth stops spinnin’ …&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Well, it’s hot [ooh-ooh-ooh, darlin’]&lt;br /&gt;
Don’t spill the haterade&lt;br /&gt;
Take a dip in space …&lt;br /&gt;
Well, it’s hot [ooh-ooh-ooh] …&lt;br /&gt;
[ad libs till end.]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
rocksorecords@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(c) rockso records international. ~25/8/366~. All rights reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/116148803042607091/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/116148803042607091?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/116148803042607091" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/116148803042607091" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2006/10/insomnesia.html" rel="alternate" title="Insomnesia" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEEUvX5LRX4-dVK6OBgBOmqX8aZSB5H87ISKGk4mMY1KMx0OBWRwr161qiaXOEIbmIUyQGF8H0HjOc81B6pDxL-O8yNxiwVnsbZ8cadCQxff-mkfKqL0KYRTeBqeTrYrrFuIs8/s72-c/aaanightclub+scene.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113558232623106911</id><published>2005-12-26T02:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:57:43.404-04:00</updated><title type="text">Hell pt. 2</title><content type="html">(from the rockso (urban calypso)/hip hop album, "Farewell to the Flesh")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hafta watch your step in these streets we roam&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz one word from your lips could shatter your nose bone&lt;br /&gt;Sharp dons can spot cops who's on patrol&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' for potential johns of hoes on the stroll&lt;br /&gt;And if you think a few g's ain't worth your soul&lt;br /&gt;Cats for that kinda cheese'll take out whole area codes&lt;br /&gt;And when clips unload, the body count is totalled&lt;br /&gt;And the only survivors are the lifers down in Riker's&lt;br /&gt;This strife with us, rife with just hatred for ourselves&lt;br /&gt;This hell incitin' the wrong man's delight don't sit right with us&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining, the streets are cooking&lt;br /&gt;Kids are playing while the bookies are booking and hookers are hooking&lt;br /&gt;The goal is to see the rays of another day&lt;br /&gt;But when you're borrowing time, you must ensure that crime does pay&lt;br /&gt;How can we make something when we ain't have nothing?&lt;br /&gt;So our political sound bites is the sound of rounds busting&lt;br /&gt;The town's bustling with news&lt;br /&gt;top cityline story&lt;br /&gt;Paper's rustling -- new crews on the block out for glory&lt;br /&gt;Overseas immigrants&lt;br /&gt;So more gunplay is immenent&lt;br /&gt;So the do-or-die stance remains part-decadent, part militant&lt;br /&gt;We have to find means to trump the New World Order&lt;br /&gt;We have to find means to trump the New World Order&lt;br /&gt;We have to find means to trump the New World Order&lt;br /&gt;That return to our African glory seems so distant&lt;br /&gt;But let's figure out a plan&lt;br /&gt;We're not just n*ggers in this land ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C) 2005 Black Dragon Music. &lt;br /&gt;All Rights Reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113558232623106911/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113558232623106911?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113558232623106911" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113558232623106911" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/hell-pt-2.html" rel="alternate" title="Hell pt. 2" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453240764467493</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:16:38.430-04:00</updated><title type="text">Justified (Out Like Dat)</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/1600/Justified_pic.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/200/Justified_pic.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from upcoming Rock&amp;B album, "The Crush")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;All the time we set our fires lying in our bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have the nerve to tell me&lt;br /&gt;You'd be out like dat&lt;br /&gt;In the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the times I made you cry the same as I&lt;br /&gt;I guess you were justified, darling&lt;br /&gt;Still -- your phone calls stain my memory&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz you broke our pact without warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't open your mouth to speak&lt;br /&gt;While I'd been telling you all damn week&lt;br /&gt;How I want you to be my wife&lt;br /&gt;Treat you like a queen for all your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, it's a quiet storm&lt;br /&gt;That's how I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Now I have wounds &lt;br /&gt;That bleed in me&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaay beyond my pride ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus: Now it's&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... I guess you were&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... but it's just devastating me,&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... I guess you were&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... but it's just devastating me,&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back on the things we did&lt;br /&gt;We sought and hid&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, we were only kids&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to beg your pardon&lt;br /&gt;But you planted seeds in my garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd been shored up in denial since&lt;br /&gt;Now we're holed up in silence&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to go?&lt;br /&gt;Could you just not take this no mo' (no mo')? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to breathe, but I don't care&lt;br /&gt;There's vapours of you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Save my life&lt;br /&gt;Don't crumble my poor heart twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flames are getting higher&lt;br /&gt;Any more, we might explode&lt;br /&gt;Can we be what we used to be?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it too soon to know? --- hey! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... I guess you were&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... but it's just devastating me,&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... I guess you were&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... but it's just devastating me,&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[horn solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere 'neath the soot and dust&lt;br /&gt;A palace stands for both of us&lt;br /&gt;Where our trust was based&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere that we've misplaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flames are gettin' higher&lt;br /&gt;And we both draw near&lt;br /&gt;I see you on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here? (yeah! ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... I guess you were&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... but it's just devastating me,&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... I guess you were&lt;br /&gt;Justified ... but it's just devastating me,&lt;br /&gt;That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my life, my sweatheart, girl&lt;br /&gt;My air, my sun, my golden pearl&lt;br /&gt;What good is wasting time we borrowed&lt;br /&gt;And risk losing the entire world?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day we'll see the light above&lt;br /&gt;We'll argue, talk, smile, then make love&lt;br /&gt;We'll see from our souls, there's no place to hide&lt;br /&gt;And we'll see that our passion is justified&lt;br /&gt;Justified ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 1999 Black Dragon Music. All Rights Reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453240764467493/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453240764467493?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453240764467493" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453240764467493" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/justified-out-like-dat.html" rel="alternate" title="Justified (Out Like Dat)" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453249663940412</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:52:13.320-05:00</updated><title type="text">Do Or Die</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/1600/doordie_pic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/200/doordie_pic.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the upcoming Rock&amp;B album, "The Crush")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;It’s late at night&lt;br /&gt;I’m working the street&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly a shot rings out&lt;br /&gt;But it’s got nothin’ to do with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pick me up for grand larceny&lt;br /&gt;Then they decide to pin the murder on me&lt;br /&gt;Wrong place wrong time and very convenient&lt;br /&gt;And it’s a pipe dream the judge will be lenient&lt;br /&gt;I did my dirt sonny had to eat&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn’t overt, I tried to be discreet&lt;br /&gt;We were on the edge, I hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;Had to be a man, had to do it for my fam …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting time&lt;br /&gt;An hour with my wife&lt;br /&gt;My crew says we gon’ get you out soon&lt;br /&gt;The D.A.`s saying 25 to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my years seem fading away&lt;br /&gt;All before they even start&lt;br /&gt;And it kills me to see you crying&lt;br /&gt;Tears from your heart &lt;br /&gt;All I can say is …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I know I *bleep*ed up, baby&lt;br /&gt;(mmm mmm mmm) That ain’t a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I did what I had to&lt;br /&gt;It’s do or die (yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I *bleep*ed up, baby&lt;br /&gt;(mmm mmm mmm) No word of a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I did what I had to&lt;br /&gt;It’s do or die (yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to sleep&lt;br /&gt;But I’ve got to keep&lt;br /&gt;One eye open and one eye closed&lt;br /&gt;With memories I just can’t delete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ain’t no use in trying to ask God why&lt;br /&gt;You took a chance to live, someday you’ve gotta die&lt;br /&gt;I went out a soldier, at least I tried&lt;br /&gt;Girl, forget about me – find another guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want you to wait all along&lt;br /&gt;These iron bars are much too strong&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be praying for you and&lt;br /&gt;That little boy in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Listen when I tell you …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I know I *bleep*ed up, baby&lt;br /&gt;(mmm mmm mmm) That ain’t a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I did what I had to&lt;br /&gt;It’s do or die (yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I *bleep*ed up, baby&lt;br /&gt;(mmm mmm mmm) No word of a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I did what I had to&lt;br /&gt;It’s do or die (yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;It’s do or die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[guitar solo bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do one thing no matter what&lt;br /&gt;Tell little man here as he’s growing up&lt;br /&gt;To make his own choices, ain’t no free ride&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t end up here on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, this visit’s through&lt;br /&gt;And I won’t be calling you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see a smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;Next time you pass through my memories …&lt;br /&gt;Good Lord, you gotta believe that …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I know I *bleep*ed up, baby&lt;br /&gt;(mmm mmm mmm) That ain’t a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I did what I had to&lt;br /&gt;It’s do or die (yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I *bleep*ed up, baby&lt;br /&gt;(mmm mmm mmm) But you know I had to try&lt;br /&gt;But I did what I had to&lt;br /&gt;It’s do or die (yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;It’s do or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 2004 Black Dragon Music&lt;br /&gt;All rights reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453249663940412/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453249663940412?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453249663940412" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453249663940412" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/do-or-die.html" rel="alternate" title="Do Or Die" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453247743705900</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:46:00.116-05:00</updated><title type="text">Tobago Breeze</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/1600/tobago_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/200/tobago_pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the upcoming Rock&amp;B album, "The Crush")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were under a Tobago breeze&lt;br /&gt;When you told me about your re-birth&lt;br /&gt;You couldn’t see us both here for long&lt;br /&gt;And you wanted to say it first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl, we’ve been weathering things&lt;br /&gt;We haven’t tried to talk it through&lt;br /&gt;And now you try to speak my mind for me&lt;br /&gt;Underneath these skies so blue&lt;br /&gt;Is that the best that you can do?&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me now …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s lovelife has some problems, baby&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no need in the world to drive each other crazy&lt;br /&gt;You know I’m your man and that you’re my lady&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s scared of being hurt now, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I know that we’ve been careful with each other lately&lt;br /&gt;You want to open up, c’mon and say what’s on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me once how heart and soul had died&lt;br /&gt;Once he put his fists on your face&lt;br /&gt;And the costs were astronomical&lt;br /&gt;It ain’t cheap trying to win a case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that your heart is wary now&lt;br /&gt;The second love seems to start anew&lt;br /&gt;But you’re a tiger, come get what you want&lt;br /&gt;Instead of trying to start a feud&lt;br /&gt;Is that the best that you can do?&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me now …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s lovelife has some problems, baby&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no need in the world to drive each other crazy&lt;br /&gt;You know I’m your man and that you’re my lady&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s scared of being hurt now, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I know that we’ve been careful with each other lately&lt;br /&gt;You want to open up, c’mon and say what’s on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I’m willing to take it slow&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel you have to rush your love&lt;br /&gt;I’m willing and able to give what you need&lt;br /&gt;Ressurect your faith in trust&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about us, baby …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it means we gon’ be distant, baby&lt;br /&gt;Then that’s the way that it’s gonna be&lt;br /&gt;But if you ever need a shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;You can always rely on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we always act stubborn&lt;br /&gt;But at least let`s put out the fuse&lt;br /&gt;You know that you have a fire in me&lt;br /&gt;The way I`ve got a flame in you&lt;br /&gt;Remember how our inferno grew?&lt;br /&gt;C`mon, babe -- let`s do it again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s lovelife has some problems, baby&lt;br /&gt;But there’s no need in the world to drive each other crazy&lt;br /&gt;You know I’m your man and that you’re my lady&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s scared of being hurt now, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I know that we’ve been careful with each other lately&lt;br /&gt;You want to open up, c’mon and say what’s on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C) 2004 Black Dragon Music. &lt;br /&gt;All Rights Reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453247743705900/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453247743705900?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453247743705900" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453247743705900" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/tobago-breeze.html" rel="alternate" title="Tobago Breeze" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453230689304903</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:04:40.483-05:00</updated><title type="text">Arms Around The World</title><content type="html">*dedicated to single mothers*&lt;br /&gt;(from the Rock&amp;B album, "The Crush")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lie there breathing slowly with your&lt;br /&gt;Arms around the world&lt;br /&gt;And no-one sees the pain you’re in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/1600/Arms_Around_pic.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/200/Arms_Around_pic.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drive your angel to the school&lt;br /&gt;And watch his shell unfurl&lt;br /&gt;Was it only yesterday you gave birth to him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oa&lt;br /&gt;Oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Do you know we idolize&lt;br /&gt;But can’t comprehend the way you –&lt;br /&gt;(Oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oa-oa)&lt;br /&gt;Raise the world atom by atom&lt;br /&gt;And still have the strength to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all&lt;br /&gt;We’re all children of the One&lt;br /&gt;Raise your face, let me kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;A woman’s work&lt;br /&gt;A woman’s work is never done&lt;br /&gt;Still, you decimate mere men&lt;br /&gt;By just the sway of your hips ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oa&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Do you know you captivate&lt;br /&gt;Us, resuscitate us with your fortune? And&lt;br /&gt;(whoa-oa&lt;br /&gt;oh-ohhh-oh)&lt;br /&gt;Can’t believe you’re not just&lt;br /&gt;A figment of imagination, and&lt;br /&gt;(whoa-oa&lt;br /&gt;oh-ohhh-oh)&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much&lt;br /&gt;We love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 2005 Black Dragon Music. All Rights Reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453230689304903/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453230689304903?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453230689304903" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453230689304903" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/arms-around-world.html" rel="alternate" title="Arms Around The World" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453243872297624</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:02:28.350-05:00</updated><title type="text">Sanctify*</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/1600/Sactify_pic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/200/Sactify_pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*for movie soundtrack, "City of Lights")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;It’s like 11:13&lt;br /&gt;Neither one of us could get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I got a meeting by the border&lt;br /&gt;One chance to make this thing complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rub on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;You can’t put it out of your head&lt;br /&gt;I have to be strong enough for us&lt;br /&gt;C’mon, babe – fold the sheets (“check”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring an extra pillow&lt;br /&gt;Do we have enough to eat?&lt;br /&gt;This is a crucial journey for us&lt;br /&gt;Time’s up – time to herd the sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he had a deal for us&lt;br /&gt;I dissented – God, I hope I’m right&lt;br /&gt;You say “Honey, keep focused”&lt;br /&gt;I am – eyes on the sparrow for our journey tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Sanctify&lt;br /&gt;Both of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel better (ow!)&lt;br /&gt;Sanctify&lt;br /&gt;Love another&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in motion&lt;br /&gt;So …&lt;br /&gt;“You wanna dine?”&lt;br /&gt;“Alright.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s stop a second over here …”&lt;br /&gt;“How is the wine?”&lt;br /&gt;“Tastes fine.”&lt;br /&gt;“I need a second to think here …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;He’s a real smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;Sade never sang no lie&lt;br /&gt;I had a dead-man’s option&lt;br /&gt;Man up, or in a ditch I’d die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you’d never let that happen&lt;br /&gt;Circumstance, I thought I`d take that chance&lt;br /&gt;But he threatened my baby&lt;br /&gt;So, the Devil’s solo on that dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a real cute notion&lt;br /&gt;Something that puts joker’s wild&lt;br /&gt;It was[whisper whisper whisper]&lt;br /&gt;You said, “Honey, that’s why your soul is mine …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Sanctify&lt;br /&gt;Both of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel better (ow!)&lt;br /&gt;Sanctify&lt;br /&gt;Love another&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in motion&lt;br /&gt;So …&lt;br /&gt;“You wanna dine?”&lt;br /&gt;“Alright.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s stop a second over here …”&lt;br /&gt;“How is the wine?”&lt;br /&gt;“Tastes fine.”&lt;br /&gt;“I need a second to think here …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;We made the scheduled drop&lt;br /&gt;Not a vulture above &lt;br /&gt;Not a siren by the cops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a visual gesture&lt;br /&gt;The night swarmed in like wolves&lt;br /&gt;It pays to be observant&lt;br /&gt;I think that Satan’s card was pulled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than an imprint in me&lt;br /&gt;The result of a paranoid man’s whim&lt;br /&gt;It’s pacific as a lamb&lt;br /&gt;Karma backtracks and befalls him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we’re driving towards the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Horizon far as the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;As we reach past the border, I say&lt;br /&gt;“Baby, thank God you believed in me…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Sanctify&lt;br /&gt;Both of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel better (ow!)&lt;br /&gt;Sanctify&lt;br /&gt;Love another&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in motion&lt;br /&gt;So …&lt;br /&gt;“You wanna dine?”&lt;br /&gt;“Alright.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s stop a second over here …”&lt;br /&gt;“How is the wine?”&lt;br /&gt;“Tastes fine...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctify&lt;br /&gt;Both of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel better (ow!)&lt;br /&gt;Sanctify&lt;br /&gt;Love another&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in motion&lt;br /&gt;So …&lt;br /&gt;“You wanna dine?”&lt;br /&gt;“Alright.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s stop a second over here …”&lt;br /&gt;“How is the wine?”&lt;br /&gt;“Tastes fine.”&lt;br /&gt;"Let`s get the heck outta here ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[guitar and steel pan solo till end.]  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 2005 Black Dragon Music. All Rights Reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453243872297624/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453243872297624?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453243872297624" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453243872297624" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/sanctify.html" rel="alternate" title="Sanctify*" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453245471814942</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2013-08-27T09:12:32.856-04:00</updated><title type="text">Hell Pt. 1</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/1600/Hell_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/320/Hell_pic.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; margin: 0 0 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(from the upcoming rockso/calypso album "Farewell to the Flesh")&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let's raise a glass for our fallen&lt;br /&gt;
And say a solemn prayer&lt;br /&gt;
That when God called 'em&lt;br /&gt;
He has his eyes forevermore on 'em&lt;br /&gt;
Small consolation for&lt;br /&gt;
Mama's bawlin'&lt;br /&gt;
Flip the page, new day, a new episode of street brawlin'&lt;br /&gt;
Where the streets we call home is prone to violence&lt;br /&gt;
Baby mama escalation only serves to maintain the balance&lt;br /&gt;
Our boy came home after arraignment&lt;br /&gt;
Tryna *snif* celebrate&lt;br /&gt;
But got lifted off his feet by two fleeing unknown assailants&lt;br /&gt;
Witnesses ain't sayin' (nothin')&lt;br /&gt;
Police are baffled&lt;br /&gt;
Random homicide like his number was pulled from the raffle&lt;br /&gt;
The streets burn like Snap!, Crackle! and Pop!&lt;br /&gt;
Serial (cereal) killin'&lt;br /&gt;
They raised a murial in yo&lt;br /&gt;
Name, but once the grieving has passed&lt;br /&gt;
A requiem to pain&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody's gassed 'cause next day, it's all the same&lt;br /&gt;
We laid him down in a casket that's wood-grained&lt;br /&gt;
And threw his jewels in it&lt;br /&gt;
Saying, 'some fool's gon' get it'&lt;br /&gt;
We got crews of youths not old enough to drive&lt;br /&gt;
But damn sure know how to weild tools&lt;br /&gt;
And drink Colt 45s&lt;br /&gt;
And work those scales that's tipped against their favor&lt;br /&gt;
Reheating beef on the street&lt;br /&gt;
That's hard for them not to savour ...</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453245471814942/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453245471814942?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453245471814942" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453245471814942" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/hell-pt-1.html" rel="alternate" title="Hell Pt. 1" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453220089219904</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:29:20.856-05:00</updated><title type="text">Spellbound</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/1600/Spellbound_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6327/720/320/Spellbound_pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the rockso (urban calypso) album, "Farewell to the Flesh")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight is ours&lt;br /&gt;my heart is yours&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel your sweetness girl, forever making love&lt;br /&gt;you make me lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;hold me close&lt;br /&gt;you are a precious angel from the heavens up above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is like a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;with you, my baby (oooo)&lt;br /&gt;won’t you come and wine with me?&lt;br /&gt;can’t wait no longer, let me take your hand …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i see you&lt;br /&gt;i feel like making love&lt;br /&gt;you got me spellbound (spellbound)&lt;br /&gt;i’m crazy for your love&lt;br /&gt;got to have you&lt;br /&gt;right here and right now&lt;br /&gt;you got me spellbound (spellbound)&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing i want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waiting time is done&lt;br /&gt;so let’s go one on one&lt;br /&gt;your love’s equal to none&lt;br /&gt;take a chance take a chance take a chance with me&lt;br /&gt;i long for you so much&lt;br /&gt;i need to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;i just can’t get enough&lt;br /&gt;the way you make me feel is incredible …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;you’re an oasis in my desert babe&lt;br /&gt;baptize the rhythm it’s alright it’s already&lt;br /&gt;yes you’re more than a dream&lt;br /&gt;yes a goddess to me&lt;br /&gt;set your spirit free  it’s alright we’re already there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is like a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;with you, my baby (oooo)&lt;br /&gt;won’t you come and wine with me?&lt;br /&gt;my heart is captured&lt;br /&gt;honey, don’t let go …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i see you&lt;br /&gt;i feel like making love&lt;br /&gt;you got me spellbound (spellbound)&lt;br /&gt;i’m crazy for your love&lt;br /&gt;got to have you&lt;br /&gt;right here and right now&lt;br /&gt;you got me spellbound (spellbound)&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing i want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waiting time is done&lt;br /&gt;so let’s go one on one&lt;br /&gt;your love’s equal to none&lt;br /&gt;take a chance take a chance take a chance with me&lt;br /&gt;i long for you so much&lt;br /&gt;i need to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;i just can’t get enough&lt;br /&gt;the way you make me feel is incredible …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah (3x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is like a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;with you, my baby (oooo)&lt;br /&gt;won’t you come and wine with me?&lt;br /&gt;can’t wait no longer, let me take your hand …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i see you&lt;br /&gt;i feel like making love&lt;br /&gt;you got me spellbound (spellbound)&lt;br /&gt;i’m crazy for your love&lt;br /&gt;got to have you&lt;br /&gt;right here and right now&lt;br /&gt;you got me spellbound (spellbound)&lt;br /&gt;there’s nothing i want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waiting time is done&lt;br /&gt;so let’s go one on one&lt;br /&gt;your love’s equal to none&lt;br /&gt;take a chance take a chance take a chance with me&lt;br /&gt;i long for you so much&lt;br /&gt;i need to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;i just can’t get enough&lt;br /&gt;the way you make me feel is incredible …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 2005 Black Dragon Music. All rights reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453220089219904/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453220089219904?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453220089219904" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453220089219904" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/spellbound.html" rel="alternate" title="Spellbound" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453242253825250</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:53:42.540-05:00</updated><title type="text">our first morning</title><content type="html">*spoken word over music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the morning rays light up our morning, sublime,&lt;br /&gt;bathing us through our ajar window blinds,&lt;br /&gt;they illuminate the blessing that I found in you,&lt;br /&gt;as you lie there, dancing in dreams formed anew.&lt;br /&gt;your skin more delicate than our satin sheets,&lt;br /&gt;your hair, a river that flows over perfect cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;rendering a mere mortal man like myself weak &lt;br /&gt;scribes would find you far too beguiling to speak.&lt;br /&gt;your soft breaths like music; your curves, balletic&lt;br /&gt;new flows of passion, gazing at your body poetic.&lt;br /&gt;but these words alone cannot escape my lips &lt;br /&gt;how can I fully express a moment like this?&lt;br /&gt;so, instead, I kiss your forehead, lost in bliss,&lt;br /&gt;transfixed, fully bewitched by the vision that is you&lt;br /&gt;my passion is true; I stare for a long while&lt;br /&gt;as you awaken to my slow caress, you smile.&lt;br /&gt;I smile back all this, saying what words lack.&lt;br /&gt;our love surpasses words, yet we`re ever knowing&lt;br /&gt;where our hearts lie forever, in our first morning, &lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C) 2004 Black Dragon Publishing. All Rights Reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453242253825250/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453242253825250?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453242253825250" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453242253825250" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/our-first-morning.html" rel="alternate" title="our first morning" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453238403489933</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:53:04.036-05:00</updated><title type="text">My Skin As Your Blanket</title><content type="html">(on both the Rock&amp;B album "The Crush", and on the R&amp;B album, "Mutual")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;when you look&lt;br /&gt;at my fingers&lt;br /&gt;tell me ... what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you see the hands that will grasp you till the end?&lt;br /&gt;do you see the loving embrace&lt;br /&gt;of a lover and friend?&lt;br /&gt;or do you only see the holding&lt;br /&gt;empty promises and dreams?&lt;br /&gt;but oh girl, you ought to know&lt;br /&gt;that that's not what their trembling means ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i yearn at day&lt;br /&gt;and work long at night&lt;br /&gt;and pray to God each second&lt;br /&gt;with every bit of my might&lt;br /&gt;that i can somehow give you all&lt;br /&gt;you would ever want or have to have&lt;br /&gt;and eliminate all of the pain&lt;br /&gt;the crush of this world brings on you&lt;br /&gt;and return to making you laugh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;my skin as your blanket is all we need&lt;br /&gt;to keep us strong indeed&lt;br /&gt;and if you'd keep me in&lt;br /&gt;i swear to you, i'd die&lt;br /&gt;to always keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;and safe from all the storms&lt;br /&gt;don't listen to the weatherman&lt;br /&gt;he just don't know a damn&lt;br /&gt;and don't worry 'bout a thing, for time&lt;br /&gt;has a way of making even a day that's grey&lt;br /&gt;turn blue with&lt;br /&gt;the gentle rain of you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;as we lie&lt;br /&gt;under the twilight&lt;br /&gt;shining down&lt;br /&gt;on all the things&lt;br /&gt;i know we could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't turn your face away&lt;br /&gt;let it glow&lt;br /&gt;don't shut our curtains and our shades&lt;br /&gt;and blind our window&lt;br /&gt;just because we have our arguments&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean i just don't care&lt;br /&gt;you are my star, my shining star&lt;br /&gt;the one page in my book&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't bear to tear ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;my skin as your blanket is all we need&lt;br /&gt;to keep us strong indeed&lt;br /&gt;and if you'd keep me in&lt;br /&gt;i swear to you, i'd die&lt;br /&gt;to always keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;and safe from all the storms&lt;br /&gt;don't listen to the weatherman&lt;br /&gt;he just don't know a damn&lt;br /&gt;and don't worry 'bout a thing, for time&lt;br /&gt;has a way of making even a day that's grey&lt;br /&gt;turn blue with&lt;br /&gt;the gentle rain of you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as we weigh our options, which is worse?&lt;br /&gt;to struggle or not to try?&lt;br /&gt;you're allowed to act a little crazy&lt;br /&gt;i'm allowed to hold my head and cry&lt;br /&gt;in this world, there's only right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;but what about the give and take?&lt;br /&gt;we're so silly when we quarrel&lt;br /&gt;let's start the night again&lt;br /&gt;with the love that only we could make ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;my skin as your blanket is all we need&lt;br /&gt;to keep us strong indeed&lt;br /&gt;and if you'd keep me in&lt;br /&gt;i swear to you, i'd die&lt;br /&gt;to always keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;and safe from all the storms&lt;br /&gt;don't listen to the weatherman&lt;br /&gt;he just don't know a damn&lt;br /&gt;and don't worry 'bout a thing, for time&lt;br /&gt;has a way of making even a day that's grey&lt;br /&gt;turn blue with&lt;br /&gt;the gentle rain ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin as your blanket is all we need &lt;br /&gt;to keep us strong indeed (oh, baby it'd hurt so bad)&lt;br /&gt;and if you'd keep me in (if you don't come back)&lt;br /&gt;i swear to you, i'd die (to bed with me, girl)&lt;br /&gt;to always keep you warm (it's alright)&lt;br /&gt;and safe from all the storms (come back home)&lt;br /&gt;don't listen to the weatherman (yeah, that feels good)&lt;br /&gt;he just don't know a damn&lt;br /&gt;and don't worry 'bout a thing, for time&lt;br /&gt;has a way of making even a day that's grey&lt;br /&gt;turn blue with&lt;br /&gt;the gentle rain of you ...&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 1995 Black Dragon Music. All Rights Reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453238403489933/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453238403489933?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453238403489933" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453238403489933" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-skin-as-your-blanket.html" rel="alternate" title="My Skin As Your Blanket" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453236537677115</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:52:45.376-05:00</updated><title type="text">Played In The Past</title><content type="html">(from the upcoming R&amp;B album, "Mutual")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You passed me a glance before you left&lt;br /&gt;Since talking would just make us upset&lt;br /&gt;And we never sought to disagree&lt;br /&gt;The language just stopped inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To express the way your winter felt&lt;br /&gt;Just dying somehow to make it melt&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I blue-skied far too long&lt;br /&gt;And maybe my timing was all wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it don't take much to reminisce&lt;br /&gt;On paradise lost sealed with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Does forever know how long it lasts?&lt;br /&gt;But that part's been all played in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool how we chanced enough to bathe&lt;br /&gt;Under small clouds that rained on our parade&lt;br /&gt;And I admit, sometimes, I smile as soon&lt;br /&gt;As our ghosts start wailing inside our room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For thunder to break, fate must explore&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think I've heard that all before&lt;br /&gt;Your perfume's still on my FUBU shirt&lt;br /&gt;And it's just strong enough to hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a fool, but I believe&lt;br /&gt;There's good in being a bit naive&lt;br /&gt;If it meant a day that you would laugh&lt;br /&gt;But that part's been all played in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[spanish guitar; violins]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a man of conviction&lt;br /&gt;And I know my crimes&lt;br /&gt;But we all could use redemption&lt;br /&gt;Can you give me mine&lt;br /&gt;This time? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If pictures are worth a thousand words&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I speak each March 23rd&lt;br /&gt;When gazing at snapshots of us two?&lt;br /&gt;But then again, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penny for thoughts of lessons learns&lt;br /&gt;From notes marked "To Whom It May Concern"&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, you sent them to 'a friend'&lt;br /&gt;I just won't see words the same again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day&lt;br /&gt;I'll find a way&lt;br /&gt;To let a little of my soul go&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz when it burns, baby&lt;br /&gt;It burns fast&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes are blinded by the flash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a fool, but I believe&lt;br /&gt;There's good in being a bit naive&lt;br /&gt;Does forever know how long it lasts?&lt;br /&gt;How long will this act play in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 1996 Black Dragon Music. All Rights Reserved.</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453236537677115/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453236537677115?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453236537677115" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453236537677115" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/played-in-past.html" rel="alternate" title="Played In The Past" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453235016727773</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:52:30.166-05:00</updated><title type="text">*static interlude*</title><content type="html">(from the 'rockso' (urban calypso) album, "Farewell To The Flesh")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh*t ain`t a game &lt;br /&gt;I vociferously ignite and char your brain&lt;br /&gt;Like a shot of octane&lt;br /&gt;Cooked with magnesium and cocaine&lt;br /&gt;What`s your inner crook sayin`?&lt;br /&gt;Lay him to waste?&lt;br /&gt;Nada&lt;br /&gt;I`ll define your last supper&lt;br /&gt;Brotha&lt;br /&gt;C`mere and take a taste&lt;br /&gt;Doper than a foul Olympian&lt;br /&gt;Study your Corinthians&lt;br /&gt;I take pleasure in your weakness&lt;br /&gt;Ya seek this&lt;br /&gt;Incredible kinetic linguistic flip&lt;br /&gt;Pitch yo pitch&lt;br /&gt;You came as a pitbull, now ya leavin` like a b*tch&lt;br /&gt;Once again, you`ve been `hood-winked&lt;br /&gt;You bet funny money, I took everything from you `cept the kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;Peep the lesson:&lt;br /&gt;What`s less pain than to contest me?&lt;br /&gt;No agony&lt;br /&gt;Inhale your own Smith and Wesson&lt;br /&gt;Pow ...</content><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/113453235016727773/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/19851914/113453235016727773?isPopup=true" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453235016727773" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://www.blogger.com/feeds/19851914/posts/default/113453235016727773" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="https://rocksolyrics.blogspot.com/2005/12/static-interlude.html" rel="alternate" title="*static interlude*" type="text/html"/><author><name>25/8 Ultra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12721684735192877263</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="32" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453228938262388</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-31T14:24:30.245-04:00</updated><title type="text">nothing i can tell you</title><content type="html">what if i said&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
that i wished&lt;br /&gt;
for us to be together ?&lt;br /&gt;
but it`s nothing i can tell you&lt;br /&gt;
but it`s nothing i can tell you...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
what if I said&lt;br /&gt;
just for tonight&lt;br /&gt;
i want us to be the only two in this world&lt;br /&gt;
but it`s nothing i can tell you&lt;br /&gt;
but it`s nothing i can tell you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
for if i were to speak all the words &amp;nbsp;i`d say&lt;br /&gt;
they'd just be inadequate (irrelevant) and get in the way&lt;br /&gt;
of how much I really love you&lt;br /&gt;
and how much i do adore you&lt;br /&gt;
so let`s push back the verbal masquerade ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
so i`ll just smile&lt;br /&gt;
and kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;
lay you down and make you feel my love, oh&lt;br /&gt;
but it`s nothing i can tell you&lt;br /&gt;
but it`s nothing i can tell you (I just want to see you smile)&lt;br /&gt;
but it`s nothing i can tell you&lt;br /&gt;
there`s nothing i want to say&lt;br /&gt;
for a while ...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
© 2012 Black Dragon Music/Emgriot Publishing. 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src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4oygdCARmsQ6X719oGiWF-DQevwVtfs3sqStOCVj6HexftfAZKw2NbCyUZdXovB1Uv9GQOXM_ahbn3ntBF5wXybvWL-QXaag9RV2We4-KsfnwzWJ58qZRHLKPKeb5Mo/s113/25-8+logo+-+Graffiti+and+xeno+font+250px+x+250px+-+Jan.+20%2C+2013.png" width="29"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19851914.post-113453217751705790</id><published>2005-12-13T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:49:37.520-05:00</updated><title type="text">When I’m Gone</title><content type="html">(from the rock&amp;B album, "The Crush")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the heroes gone?&lt;br /&gt;With all their exploits honoured in songs?&lt;br /&gt;My friend Vic still remembers Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if it were yesterday&lt;br /&gt;He went down and it took him away&lt;br /&gt;His eyes speak more than any words could say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if my lifetime, too,&lt;br /&gt;Will archive my point of view&lt;br /&gt;Will our children salute me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say a man’s valor is weighed&lt;br /&gt;By the choices he’s made today&lt;br /&gt;In Flanders’ Fields, there’s a mist over each grave …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone &lt;br /&gt;At least my memory stays …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salute to the flag outside&lt;br /&gt;Blasphemous to lose your pride&lt;br /&gt;Policy says democracy’s at stake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure’s on to be wise&lt;br /&gt;Your granddad served, now he’s 95&lt;br /&gt;Man alive, tradition’s just implied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticking clocks and hand grenades&lt;br /&gt;Some will suffer, some will fade&lt;br /&gt;Night falls, and Baghdad’s ablaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away, in a white highrise&lt;br /&gt;A wargame fan’s high off of his supply&lt;br /&gt;When he snorted, did he picture his demise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna call Mom tonight&lt;br /&gt;Remind her to turn off the porchlight&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me, let’s try to keep the mood bright …&lt;br /&gt;Swear to God …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone &lt;br /&gt;Mommy, your son fought the good fight …&lt;br /&gt;Fade screen …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colored by rocket’s red glare&lt;br /&gt;And bombs bursting in the air&lt;br /&gt;The sky covers bravado and despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a game of permanent tag&lt;br /&gt;When you’re ‘it’, you’re put in a black bag&lt;br /&gt;Some make art of their trophies like von Hagen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minds are focused and blood diffused&lt;br /&gt;‘Victory’ screams the local news on&lt;br /&gt;On both sides – tell our people we will not lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big planes drop teddy bears&lt;br /&gt;With parachutes, a gesture of repair on&lt;br /&gt;Small children, ecstatic and scared&lt;br /&gt;Wish you well …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a model boat&lt;br /&gt;When I was 5, but it wouldn’t float&lt;br /&gt;It had a hole about the size of an Uzi’s&lt;br /&gt;Perfect shot …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone &lt;br /&gt;I used to love anything by Cobain&lt;br /&gt;Now only migraines remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who argues the need for war?&lt;br /&gt;If not, what the f*ck are we here for?&lt;br /&gt;Quiet tonight, damn, Private Jones could snore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the warm Trinidadian sun&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend’s sad, she just turned 21&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m staring down the barrel of this gun&lt;br /&gt;Seeing them come …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone &lt;br /&gt;I used to swim at the beach when it rained&lt;br /&gt;Now only my shells remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone fa-la-la-la&lt;br /&gt;When I’m gone &lt;br /&gt;Remember how I loved to paint&lt;br /&gt;Now only my stain remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 2005 Black Dragon Music. 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