Dying is the easy way out
Out of this torment that we call life
And as long as we keep trying
To stand our ground and be alive
The more it becomes unbearable
For us to keep this pain inside
But with you it's so easy
To keep up with this speeding world of ours
With you it's so much easier
To deny the fact that we are dying
You are my only reason
Why I bear this burden of mine
Chorus
If you should leave
All my hopes would fade away
So I pray to an unknown God
Please, oh please just let her stay
Pushing through my only way
I walk a path towards my petty goal
It comforts me to know you're here
Right by my side, that's why I try
To make a path for you as well
So that I would never see you cry
My love for you will never die
For you're the reason I'm alive
Darling, you know that you're the cause
Why I live to see another day
And though my loyalty belongs to no God
I pray and pray for you to stay...
Chorus
If you should die
I would loose my only lead
So I pray to an unknown God
Please, oh please just let her breathe
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Primijetio sam da ljudi misle kako su ovo pjesme koje sam ja prepisao od drugih poznatih ili nepoznatih umjetnika, ali da sad raščistim...ovo su MOJE pjesme...ja sam ih napisao...ja sam...bez ičije pomoći...(ok, možda mi tu i tamo netko da inspiraciju, ali to ne znači da su sudjelovali u stvaranju pjesme :P)
Let me wake up in your arms
Hear you say it's not alright
Let me be so dead and gone
So far away from life
Close my eyes
Hold me tight
And bury me deep inside
Your heart...
I've been digging into crates
Ever since I was living in space
Before the rat race
Before monkeys had YOU in traits
I mastered numerology
And big bang theology
Perform lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic so I can start blessing it
Chin checking kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist my chords like double helixes
and show them what I'm made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast the spell of instrumentalness on all of you emcees who hate us
So you can try on
Leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity let icons be bygones
I fire bombs ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp shit with or without an accomplice
And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this