by Ryan Leslie on album Black Mozart
Les I'm tryna see the best of things Lace my girl, 5 carats in her ring Get my moms a crib, my pops a new whip When it's all said and done - stack a mil for my kids Work hard, play hard, stack do
by Carnival of Souls on album Tarantinomania
Hey you standing over there Come inside, and outside Sit back, you're going for a ride And do you know? And do you care? You never cared anyway, anyway Television, inquisition, incision [Chorus] Roun
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D'you breathe the name Of your savior in your hour of need And taste the blame If the flavor should remind you of greed, Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till you cannot lie still In all this
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D'you breathe the name Of your savior in your hour of need And taste the blame If the flavor should remind you of greed, Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till you cannot lie still In all this
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D'you breathe the name Of your savior in your hour of need And taste the blame If the flavor should remind you of greed, Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till you cannot lie still In all this
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D'you breathe the name Of your savior in your hour of need And taste the blame If the flavor should remind you of greed, Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till you cannot lie still In all this
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D' you breathe the name of your saviour In your hour of need N' taste the blame if the flavor Should remind you of greed Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till' you cannot lie still In all th
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D' you breathe the name of your saviour In your hour of need N' taste the blame if the flavor Should remind you of greed Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till' you cannot lie still In all th
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D' you breathe the name of your saviour In your hour of need N' taste the blame if the flavor Should remind you of greed Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till' you cannot lie still In all th
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D' you breathe the name of your saviour In your hour of need N' taste the blame if the flavor Should remind you of greed Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till' you cannot lie still In all th
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust
D' you breathe the name of your saviour In your hour of need N' taste the blame if the flavor Should remind you of greed Of implication, insinuation and ill will Till' you cannot lie still In all th
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust (Instrumental Version)
Do you breath the name of your savior in your hour of need And taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed? Of implication, insinuation and ill will, till you cannot lie still In all this
by Poets of the Fall on album Carnival of Rust (Lost Stories Remix)
D' you breathe the name of your saviour in your hour of need, And taste the blame if the flavor should remind you of greed? Of implication, insinuation and ill will, 'til you cannot lie still, In all
by Screeching Weasel on album Carnival of Schadenfreude (EP)
Here in the Carnival of Schadenfreude Everyone’s acting like they’re so annoyed Looks like my name is mud I can’t help but ask “So what?” I’m trying to make a buck, not friends Everyo
by Insane Clown Posse on album Carnival Of Carnage
Carnival of Carnage, Carnival of Carnage Carnival of Carnage, Carnival of Carnage Carnival of Carnage, Carnival of Carnage Carnival of Carnage, Carnival of Carnage Carnival of Carnage, Carnival of Car
by R.E.M. on album Carnival of Sorts
There's a secret stigma, reaping wheel. Diminish, a carnival of sorts. Chronic town, poster torn, reaping wheel. Stranger, stranger to these parts. Gentlemen don't get caught, cages under cage. Gentl
by White Chalk on album Carnival of Lights
I shed my skin for you. Oh I changed it's shiny hue. From black to blue to red to violet. Hearts full of emotion. Burst into colours of streaming light. In the park we were waving our arms. Singin' so
by Avery Cantello on album Carnival of Souls
She's prayin' to a God she doesn't believe in Again for a change in her life She says, "Lord I haven't been here that long. I mean my body's here but my soul is so far gone." They laugh and she doesn'