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made Rip scripts, slash, burn up the courage. That tiny yellow cat always on vacation. I wish I hadn't been so damn obscure. I just try too hard for the perfect word score Can't stand and I'm cruising
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won. Because the fallen can't run. My vision's not obscure. For war there is no cure So here the only law. Men killing men for someone else's cause It's all just psychotic devotion. Manipulated
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won. Because the fallen can't run. My vision's not obscure. For war there is no cure So here the only law. Men killing men for someone else's cause It's all just psychotic devotion. Manipulated
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made Rip scripts, slash, burn up the courage. That tiny yellow cat always on vacation. I wish I hadn't been so damn obscure. I just try too hard for the perfect word score Can't stand and I'm cruising
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. Lips that sing. No tune no melody. Yet still inviting me. . Refrain. Obscure and clear confusing day by day. Exclude me from this selfish game you play. Hear me out and listen. To what I have to
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words of mr Bias for sure. But his influence is strong and so hard to obscure. . To be objective is not easy cause you need some tool. For to estimate music there is no estimating rule. Now he writes
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. Apathetic dream in my loneliness . Don’t let me drown in your isolation . Suffocate in the shelter . . Obscure memory vanished . Vision’s getting blurry . You never told me the meaning . . Frigid
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myself. Don't wanna be. All by myself. Anymore. Hard to be sure. Sometimes I feel so insecure. And loves so distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be. All by myself. Anymore. All
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late. Or to catch the fish you bait the hook with lil' Dylan's poo-poo. On Mr. Allen's property, he catch you, he will shoot you. Let these cats amuse you with comical depictions. But where I'm from
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in the darkest hour. Whispers begin to tell of a figure emerging from the darkness. A being without a name, faceless and obscure. Part presence, part idea they say. As if the very force they
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preyed on your ripe insecurities. The thorn in your side is alive, and it's killing me. Obscure records entombed in his room with mechanical lust,. Diapered, desolate middle-aged doom. On your knees in
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preyed on your ripe insecurities. The thorn in your side is alive, and it's killing me. Obscure records entombed in his room with mechanical lust,. Diapered, desolate middle-aged doom. On your knees in
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feet. Keep your barnet very neat. For credibility on street. . We are marching as to war. We won't be obscure no more. In uniform - In uniform. . I am really living life inside a jar - I'm all
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preyed on your ripe insecurities. The thorn in your side is alive, and it's killing me. Obscure records entombed in his room with mechanical lust,. Diapered, desolate middle-aged doom. On your knees in
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distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore. All by myself. Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore. When I was young. I never needed anyone. And makin' love
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distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore. All by myself. Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore. When I was young. I never needed anyone. And makin' love
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myself. Don't wanna be. All by myself. Anymore. Hard to be sure. Sometimes I feel so insecure. And loves so distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be. All by myself. Anymore. All
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distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore. All by myself. Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore. When I was young. I never needed anyone. And makin' love
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distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore. All by myself. Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore. When I was young. I never needed anyone. And makin' love
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distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore. All by myself. Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore. When I was young. I never needed anyone. And makin' love
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distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore. All by myself. Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore. When I was young. I never needed anyone. And makin' love
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distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore. All by myself. Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore. When I was young. I never needed anyone. And makin' love
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by myself. Don't wanna be. All by myself. Anymore. Hard to be sure. Sometimes I feel so insecure. And love so distant and obscure. Remains the cure. All by myself. Don't wanna be. All by myself
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the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy. Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and architect. Like how a Filippo Brunelleschi portrait is so hard to get. We got the obscure * for the
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. Never lived or wanted immortality. The Reaper's shadow I fall upon to obscure my path. Every day I'm being battered up until I bleed. You motherfuckas just leave me be. Ya could never give me cure for
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can't clock, I'm so obscure (unique). Masterpiece genius, drip intravenous. Patty cake on that wrist. Tiffany Blue billboards over that ceiling (unique). We don't like plain. Always dreamed of paper
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on I when I put on. Mastermind and haute couture. Label whores can't clock 'em, so obscure (Unique). Masterpiece, genius. Drip and trip, Venus. Better get on that wrist. To the new blue billboards over
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has she spoken (which is awkward and probably incorrect but what the *), enormous flabby short cloth neck ornaments obscure the horizon in a multitude, beating their ugly wings. Orking their hidden
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woman in a rage. And a longtime golden-haired stripper onstage. And she winds back the clock and she turns back the page. Of a book that no one can write. Oh, where are you tonight?. The truth was obscure
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I need you to keep me straight. When the world don't seem so great. And it's hard enough you know I need you to be around. When my conscience brings me down. And the world feels so obscure I want
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spread in the chair you. The way ya clothes skimpy, so it's easy to tear through Appreciate my presence, while I shine wit' a barrel. I came up wit' cut diamonds, obscure in a rare blue. Shorty ain't
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tiUnderneath The Stars. arMariah Carey. alDaydream. offset500. One summer night. We ran away for a while. Laughing, we hurried beneath the sky. To an obscure place to hide. That no-one could find
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tiUnderneath The Stars. arMariah Carey. alDaydream. offset500. One summer night. We ran away for a while. Laughing, we hurried beneath the sky. To an obscure place to hide. That no-one could find
