Fort Minor - Move on
Tekst :
This is not a story that you ve heard or you knowEveryone in black from the head to the toe
And I m sitting in the back in the very last row
Hearing everyone ask why I go
Ladies and gentlemen we re gathered here today
To talk about the end and a friend gone away
Talking about pretending, they don t know what to say
And they re tripping over words but they re talking anyway
Mingling and singing all these really sad songs
Talking of what I did right and forgetting all my wrongs
Saying how they ll miss me so much now that I m gone
Man this is depressing
Let s move on
Let s move on
Come back to life like the light of the dawn
It s like a tightrope just move right along
Don t look down and don t step wrong
We don t have time so just move on
Friends from my past wiping tears on their sleeve
In between people that were never close to me
And as I turn my back on everyone to leave
I know that I ll be back to see them all eventually
I ve gotta go away just to try something new
Cause what I m used to isn t all that I can do
Just a change of scenery, just another view
Take it back to the beginning
Take it back to the roots
Let s move on
Come back to life like the light of the dawn
It s like a tightrope just move right along
Don t look down and don t step wrong
We don t have time so just move on
Come back to life like the light of the dawn
It s like a tightrope just move right along
Don t look down and don t step wrong
We don t have time so just move on
Just move on
Just move-
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
My enemies
Uh, what? What? Huh
1 - My enemies, my enemies
All of y all is my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Fuck y all niggas, my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Playa-hataz, my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Fuck y all niggas, my enemies
Yo, yo, yo
Crackass...
1 - My enemies, my enemies
All of y all is my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Fuck y all niggas, my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Playa-hataz, my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Fuck y all niggas, my enemies
Yo, yo, yo
Crackass...
Deception Genesis
Unfortunate the hoax
that you are not immune
For if beauty was hurt
Like children naked and misused
We would aspire towards
States of disturbed emotions
And never need to mirror off
Like shadows of a greater joy
While moralist angels repare
Their heavenly cocktail lounge
In darker institutions
They are beyond discipline
And repentance is no option
For if beauty was hurt
Like...
that you are not immune
For if beauty was hurt
Like children naked and misused
We would aspire towards
States of disturbed emotions
And never need to mirror off
Like shadows of a greater joy
While moralist angels repare
Their heavenly cocktail lounge
In darker institutions
They are beyond discipline
And repentance is no option
For if beauty was hurt
Like...
Hard way
Come with me
Let me walk in through the world that I currently stay in
You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken
You can even talk to everybody that I live with
Maybe you could tell me why everybody’s so distant
Is it...
Let me walk in through the world that I currently stay in
You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken
You can even talk to everybody that I live with
Maybe you could tell me why everybody’s so distant
Is it...
Radical Cut
Spit white speech
The voice is mine
The skin of the slit
Cut cigarette size
The butt size head
Voluptuous white
Cum cigarette slit
The spitting line
The cigarette skin
White head in line
The voice is white
Erasing mine
Skin the white
The radical line
The cigarette butt
Head radical skin
White spit
White cum
Cut skin
Cut slit
...
The voice is mine
The skin of the slit
Cut cigarette size
The butt size head
Voluptuous white
Cum cigarette slit
The spitting line
The cigarette skin
White head in line
The voice is white
Erasing mine
Skin the white
The radical line
The cigarette butt
Head radical skin
White spit
White cum
Cut skin
Cut slit
...
Ravel in the rain
Now it s complete,
Ravel is in the rain
standing in my dream street.
I d like to meet
Ravel in New Orleans,
hold out my hand to his.
I was warned, now I m old,
still searching for what I m told
Is gone, is God, is not.
Don...
Ravel is in the rain
standing in my dream street.
I d like to meet
Ravel in New Orleans,
hold out my hand to his.
I was warned, now I m old,
still searching for what I m told
Is gone, is God, is not.
Don...