There's a difference between bosses and workers I'm in the mountains, I can't get no service Just walked in the patron, and made me a purchase Fuck the pussy, want the head like a turban It's one thing for sure and it's two things for certain Carry that

Can you understand my meaning hidden in the roses around my eyes I want you to know how much it means to have you in my life Your love brings me close again in this instance when our worlds collide The wire of eternity twists around us I can feel this

Choke me, spank me, pull my hair Cinnamon with a taste of honey, it ain't funny When she walks in the room I can't help actin' a fool I know what she like, she act right She act like she ain't gon' survive the night Without my dick all up in her ass, so

And I would turn on the TV But it's so embarrassing To see all the other people I don't know what they mean And it was magic at first But now this world is gonna hurt Turn it around When they spoke without sound You better turn that thing down

In the hearts of men In the arms of mothers In the parts we play to convince others We know what we're doing We're doing it right May have written books on the subject But then you may still be surprised By your tone over the phone To your sister while

Eyes on the hourglass As we sink into the sand Time's up, there's nothing we can do about it It's fine, love, 'cause I know I'mma live without it When I wake up in the morning I don't really want too much See this song but as a warning 'Cause you're too

We could be heroes We could be heroes, me and you We could be Everyday people do everyday things but I Can't be one of them I know you hear me now, we are a different kind We can do anything All we're looking for is love and a little light

You left my heart as empty As a Monday morning church It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts And I can hear the devil whisper "Things are only getting worse" You left your Bible on the dresser So I put it in the drawer 'Cause I can't seem

And now my bitter hands Of what was everything All been washed in black Tattooed everything Sheets of empty canvas Untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me As her body once did

E si deve accontentare Di una storia sempre uguale Dove va a morire il sole Dove il vento si riposa Non è giusto che una donna Per paura di sbagliare Non si possa innamorare Di una vita da scordare Ci son tutte le parole