NEV3R OV3R UR S8

I was gonna tell you sometime that things will change.

It doesn't already, tho. Cannot play this song?

Honey I'm not playing all along.

Remember the mirrors that you thought that you once saw comming

That you never even know. I was __ through all the beat that was chainging

Sorry I'm just waiting between. Fighting all the mirrors that you're facing.

And all the times that you once taken on another soul.

Hey by all the times that I once owned; times to tell you the beats aren't a thing

Time to tell your fucking life is entertaining.

I don't wanna give a reason to your fear and i don't want to be pretending.

You are getting into my head. You said that I had something you spell.

I see the lies. I say truths, that's why they hurt so much or do you?

Do you wanna have a change into your side?

or Do you wanna get it all behind?

You've been sabotage. They ain't shit.

You ain't in my role; they should be playing on my feet

Do you wanna take a shoot out of my shoes?

I would lend them out to you.

You coudn't stay even a minute out or two. Not even near a second.

Do you know what's the trending? Do you know what I'm saying in this fucking lyrics?

I ain't a thing that you can play with your hand.

To play you have to pay the pain that I have in myself.

If you don't get what I said, this shit's dead.

Use the end to be laying down in my...

Squared them, like it's in this society.

A god fucking shit that people are what a lie, eh.

I ain't lying with the crew; they ain't mine, oh.

Enjoy your fucking shit, you gotta get the trash out;

Go recycle it in the fucking bin. Don't you know it's already here?

Don't you know it isn't me? Don't you know it's you, your brain? That's it.

Go fucking take a vision to the mission behind

I ain't playin' when I'm saying that I don't want this life.

I wanna be underneath. Behind.

With the fucking dead people that I wish they were alive.

I know that they ain't playing with in this scene reading.

You know you ain't getting what I'm saying. You know I ain't believing.

That I won't be seeing me get with them back soon.

I'm bitting between my teeth.

It's a harsh truth ending. All my friends are dead too.

Somehow even tho that I don't have it all.

I don't know that I don't have a thing.

But I know what I only need it's a change in the thoughts.

This isn't lyrics it's just shit I once saw in a place.

I once owned myself. You did do too.

Oh please, don't tell me "out" soon.

I don't wanna be this mess; but I don't wanna be pretending.

Not even for a new life on the stages.

You say to people all the shit they don't wanna hear.

If you want a change sorry that's what they had to hear.

It isn't faking but it's all fucking lies.

It's harsh, rough, tough. Whatever, you're not.

Do you gonna get the messin' mess message?

Behindit all, all the people try is to shattered and don't wanna keep pretending...

Go fuck your message, I do understand the lyrics just as they say it.

Oh lots, lots, laying on the floor. like a fucking rip into the brain

And also the blood going all over the city like I once said in another song.

I'm repeating myself, but are you? or not?

Fuck you bitch if all you want is shit. In the thoughts I'm playin' but ain't with this.

Do you wanna get in my position? Go stay in the mission

While I'm gonna go writing shit in front of your fucking face you 'all.

In the eye, let what's being hide just a sip into my soul.

Just what you're not gonna get out behind; let it. The message has arrived.

If you ain't with them now you know what I'm playing with. You know what I'm saying.

In this passage message I'm dancing with my own brain waves that I've gotta own, ah.

Do you wanna get it or not? Do you want to travel?

in this suite you can have a bubble bath. Go fucking ramble.

Ramble rebel on this song, please, please.

I'm not gonna be the bitch that's gone.

I'm lost in myself, now the "truth" (believe, believe, believe).

It's you.

Change the lyrics. Change the beating. Change the thoughts.

In your minds, in your heads it weaights a lot.

The lights are dead. Why not?

That's the freakin' answer to whatever the people ask you all.

Yo' you get it. I know this is messy. It.

Never over your sight are the pleasure road to have a better life.

*clap* I wish you the best.

You're being in my heart and also beating in my chest. Please believe.

What do I say? A kiss it's in you. Goodbye, hey.

Good, by . . .

NEV3R OV3R UR S8 lyrics // NEV3R OV3R UR S8 letra // Biludyrst // xxxbiluxxx

Chanceux éternelle

 

Je ne comprends pas.

Je suis pas concentré.

Tu as passé toute

La journée pluire . . .

Pour moi, assistez vou.

Le nouveau comprend le femme

Qu'est-ce que je vais te dire?

Les heures sont terribles

Dans la seconde d'action

Le beau fichier qui est

à l'intérieur de moi c'est

silencieux à contrecœur.

Le nouveau climat est "le même"

Le coeur est très gris

Beau su cantar d'la lune

A mes funérailles.

Jour après jour.

Uniquement dans une boîte vide.

Brûler pour sortir un jour.

Ne pas être blessé est difficile.

C'est un monde hostile.

Mais attends attends

Agir comme un drapeau.

Ne désespérez pas, ça viendra.

Vous savez que l'ombre est là.

Voyagez avec vous partout où vous allez.

Mais la nuit ce n'est pas le cas.

Il a besoin de lumière pour être réel.

La même chose arrive avec les rêves ;

si tu veux les faire.

Je suis désolé, je ne ressens rien.

Bien que mes yeux n'abandonnent pas

A la recherche d'un coucher de soleil

Arrêté à temps

Être près de l'endroit où se trouvait son enterrement.

C'était dur, mais éternel.

Le compagnon qui ne manque jamais.

Les morts comme elle m'accompagnent.

Ils regardent si je marche sur une corde raide.

Ils comprennent qu'il y a des moments que je choisis

Ne continuez pas des luttes déjà abandonnées.

Continuez à créer les folies divines.

Aimer sans avoir d'espace.
L'empreinte de mon meilleur ami

Marcher, mieux que tranquillement, lentement.
Je sais juste que je ne suis désolé
Parce que maintenant vous êtes enfin en paix.
Mon anges gardien; Dévouement à eux.

Laissé ta marque . . .

La marea de sueños bastos.

 27 Agosto 2012  23:22

Yo solo soy un loco con insomnio que escribe lo que siente...
Sentimientos y emociones que se vierten en mi vaso. 
A cada paso escribo, para compensar todas aquellas
cosas que dejo en el olvido de mi amnesia taciturna.
Diurna, como la escarcha invernal. Sufro los efectos de
no poder recordar.
Quiero pensar que solo es un mecanismo de defensa
para no prestar atención al dolor que se esconde bajo la piel.
Bajo los pliegues de la memoria que se clavan entre sí,
haciendo sangrar el alma.
Haciéndome rezumar savia en cascadas de letras nocturnas. 
Moribundas piernas que me empujan a seguirte cada vez por una senda.
Como las vías de tren abandonadas a su suerte.
Sordas, cuando antaño rechinaban entre chispazos.
Ahora me siento abandonado a la suerte de mis pasos
que se pierden en un túnel.
Siempre he tenido la sensación de que dejaría este mundo siendo joven.
Siempre he albergado la opción de que el final se volviera presto contra mi.
A la sazón de la razón que me dan mil pasos ya recorridos.
Por zonas del corazón que forman parte del olvido.
Y ahora salgo al mar, al abrigo de la inmensidad de tus ojos fundidos.
Y me obligo a beber de tu mirada, ahogada.
Y me tiro en la brevedad de la madrugada.
Aspirar la esencia de tu piel con sabor a sal, de tanta pasión.
Y me sumerjo para no regresar a esa superficie tan cruel.
La que me empuja a tu ser, a quererte beber hasta morir por tu reflejo.
Bajo el peso de la presión que apisona lo poco que queda de una mente atormentada.
Si baja la marea, me verán con una sonrisa en la cara.
Ya habré podido descansar lo que debía.