Sent to kill, to watch no man's land Snipers are moving unseen Fight for land, to lose it again Shrapnel is filling the air Hell on earth, the trenches mean death, better keep your head down low Charge their lines, the ultimate test it's a synchronized

Can I be the girl that you met Do you, do you Do you have a dollar? Do you have a dollar for me? In the coin laundry? There I was sitting on the top of the world In a coin laundry Well I could have been royalty Sitting in the palace like a queen

Some things fall when they're meant to fall Don't give me more than I can handle This is not like it was before Baby I'm not afraid And you can see everything Don't give me more than I can take Oh hell just give me all you've got in every way It's not

I don't belong here I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry

Waiting for a surprise And he will feel like he's been there for hours And I can tell that he'll be there for life Sitting on the sea Soaking up the sun He is a real lover And making up the past Feeling up his girl

There’s a leak in this boat Someone toss me a rope And a headrest for my, headrest for my soul How the hell will I float With this headrest for my, headrest for my soul I got a headrest for my, headrest for my soul Let the whispers unfold And darling do

B.I.G. is making this cream Bitches always say what the hell does that mean? B is for the bitches, who can't understand How one fly nigga became a man I is for the way it goes in and out One by one I knocks 'em out G is for the way the game goes in the

Primo victoria Through the gates of hell As we make our way to heaven Through the Nazi lines On the shores of western Europe 1944 Aiming for heaven though serving in hell Victory is ours their forces will fall D-day upon us On 6th of June

I will bring my insurrection And a war upon heaven Hell-fire be my destruction For this war upon heaven Bow not before his creation These mortals, "man" This act of insult Breeds our discontent

Heading north to San Francisco Wild horses in my head See you looking out the window She'll bring roses when I'm dead Do I love her for the beauty? Do I love her, she makes me smile? Do I love her cuz it's my duty? But we'll never feel alone