The wind of life and air from above smells of death. Angels sing of the end. Nothing you say and nothing you try can change time. Human race prepares to die

Hands on your body, I don't wanna waste no time Feels like forever even if forever's tonight Just lay with me, waste this night away with me You're mine, I can't look away, I just gotta say Yeah, I just had a lil' bit too much of Hennessy Just gotta tell

With your little white lies, little white lies If this room was burning I wouldn't even notice 'Cause you've been taking up my mind You say you're a good girl But I know you would girl 'Cause you've been telling me all night You say it's getting late

It may be winter in Eden Is it too familiar to say I love you Would you be suspicious if I asked your name, tell me What would it take to really convince you That I'm gonna love you even if my heart would break Even if my heart would break, I'm gonna

Back to beautiful Get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? Ooh Gotta, get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? And even worse to each other? We gotta, get back to beautiful All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who

Your life serving daughter Be scared of living There's hope in the air There's hope in the water There is a man that I know For seventeen years he never spoke Guess he had nothing to say He opened his mouth on judgment day I listened with all of my might

I can't even keep 'em all straight Do we mean what we say We got lines crossed all over the place, yeah I can't tell if I'm winning or losing Somebody tell me what are we doing Nobody ever comes out on top Tell me are we ever gonna stop Playing these

Say won't you please, stay won't you please Don't you let the sun fade away Don't you let the sun be leaving Don't you let the sun disappear Say that you won't be leaving my life Lord, won't you come and get into my life Even in the quietest moments I

Yo nahmsayin? Yeah she'll take you out too kid Take this shit out A rainy day laid up thinkin' sittin' gettin' bent Watchin' old seventy flicks, mind's on the slouch Back on the couch, heard the phone ring It was a shorty from uptown I met back day, long

Tell me I'm the fool Say that you don't want me, say that you don't need me Tell me you've been tortured, tell me you've been beaten What I've done to you Even if it doesn't matter Doesn't matter what's true I know I've done wrong and I paid for it Just