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So this is not your golden year
When you add up the blues and the greys
And you re standing face to face with your fears
Feeling your head against the wall
So maybe you re not the golden child
Just this once, your luck is not enough
Oh, and no one that you ask can tell you why
You re feeling your head against the wall

Your brow is wet with blood and sweat
Hoping that someday you ll see the sunshine streaming through
Oh, and I wish I could tell you that this was the worst it could get
feeling your head against the wall

No no no no no no no no no no
It goes on and on and on into the endless night
It will be over soon
Through it goes on and on and on into the endless night
It will be over soon
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
On and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on...

Windowsill, Paris, France
Cast a shadow of this chance
Hanging over Gare du Nord like I never asked for more
Statues on the building tops
Stooping for the fire we got
Heart s new incantation
Your face bared to the sheer moonlight
Time flies and I m here to ride

Red lights, cars zoom past, New York had...

Les filles parlent des garçons
Elles vont aux toilettes à deux
Ça fera pas une chanson
Une chansonnette au mieux

Les filles mangent du chocolat
Elles ont trop chaud ou trop froid
Ont mal au ventre, à la tête,
Au cœur, elles vont mal en fait

Les filles travaillent à l’école
Elles ont de belles écritures
Elles gardent des mots,...

[Nate Dogg & (Nas)]
(All star baby)
Young quick see (F-U-B-U)
Lately all I see is D-P-G
(Q-B, L-B-C niggas)
When I turn the radio on keep hearin me (All day, everyday)
Livin the good life, good life uh huh good life...

I m Nuclear Infected
I Really Don’t Mind
I Just Go Out When the Sun Goes Down
And Have a Really Good Time

I Can Clear Out Any Ballgame
In a Minute and a Half
I Jus Show Up – Glow Up
And Have a Real Good Laugh

When I’m...

Zdecydujcie się w końcu na role,
tak żeby jeden był tylko potworem,
a drugi miłym, poczciwym umysłem,
co czasem traci nad tamtym kontrole.
Garści sugestii dla Matki Natury,
kapią po kolbach od starej aparatury,
dlaczego wciąż popijacie miksturę,
gdy już wyrosły wam kły i pazury?

I uzgodnijcie czy, a w dzień, czy w noc,
bardziej należy się was bać?
Kiedy...