1)who can rock a rhyme like this bring to you every time like this 2)you like to think you are never wrong you live what u learn 3)i don't know what is worth fighting for or why i have to scream
1) Cut myself free willingly, stop just what’s killing me. 2) Pretending I don’t feel misplaced, is so much simpler than change. 3) This is me pretending, this is all I need.
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn, Floats on down the street 'till the wind is gone, And the memory now is like the picture was then, Once the paper's crumpled up can't be perfect again -Forgotten It starts with one, And multiplies until you can taste the sun -In the End Demo I wach how the moon sits in the sky on a dark night, Shining with the light from the sun. But the sun doesn't give the light to the moon, Asuming the moon's gonna owe it one -A Place For My Head