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Him Or Me
A (Very) Little Respect
Don't Lose Hope
If You Ever Feel The Need
Pop Goes the Weasel (Radio Edit)
Empty Happy Song
Train
Microphone Techniques
A Little Respect
Don't Wanna Go Away
A Lot Like You
Chameleon
No Static at All
No place like home
Him Or Me
Strung Out
I Know You Now
All I Do
How Can This Be
Clap Your Hands
Great Awakening
Know U Wanna
Can't Get Pat The Evidence
Tonight
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The Solid Rock
Let The Lion Run Free
Greatest Story Ever Told
Pop Goes the Weasel (Radio Edit)
No place like home
Psalm 112
No Master Plan No Master Race
Psalm 112
The Basics Of Life
Ceilings
A (Very) Little Respect
Don't Wanna Go Away
Pop Goes the Weasel (Radio Edit)
Breeders
Microphone Techniques
Clap Your Hands
Blind My Eyes
Lay It All On The Line
Paranoid
The Solid Rock
Cruel Ii
Problem Child
What's up
All I have is all I need
enough for love but not for greed yeah
I was younger once this guy came to me
Told me about all the honey out there
He saie "Honey gold jewels money women
wine cars that shine"
I dont know what he was talking about
But I think I had an idea
He said "Smell the rose, sweet sweet rose,
catch the sun find where it grows,
Smell the rose, the sweet sweet rose
that grows on castle walls in heaven
In heaven yeah"
Well if it feels like summer
you're catching the sun,
and i'm catching the moment you fall
If it tastes like honey
dont swallow it all
dont wait for the moment to come -
and catch the sun
Hey dude, don't lean on me man
Cause I'm losing my direction
and I cant understand
no no
Hey dude, well I do what I can
But you treat me like a woman
when I feel like a man
I was crossing the city one day
everybody was flashing by me
Like images of tombstones,
images of tombstones
On a Friday night
I've seen everybody looking for their little bit of honey
To alleviate the pain
to alleviate the pain
Well if it feeYou know i try so hard
To be the only one
But i don't know so tell me why
You don't wanna get it on
I'm on my knees I'm givin up
This thing is heavy as a goddamn log
I can't stop wantin you baby
now I'm begging like a little dog
And if rip my shirt to pieces
it's not enough for you
Dress up in a suit and tie
it's not enough for you
You got me hollering out for jesus
it's not enough for you
Oh baby won't you tell my why
Hanging on to the rollercoaster
Walking by in the middle of the night
Degraded but not faded
I am on to the perfect high
I'm on my knees I'm givin up
This thing is heavy as a goddamn log
I can't stop wanting you baby
now I'm a begging like a little dog
(repeat chorus)
Yeah, I let you in to the organization
(fucking organization)
I thought you could be trusted
(I thought you could be fucking trusted)
You could have had anything
(You could have had anything)
How could you betray the family
Loyalty is everything
(every fucking thing)
You broke the rules
(you broke the fucking rules)
its a code we live by
there's no turning back now
(welcome to this fucking piece of shit)
[Chorus][2X]
Who can you trust to watch your back
Who can you trust when the enemy comes strapped
Who can I trust in this time of greed
Who can I trust to look out for me (hey)
[Silkk the Shocker]
How could ya, when you did it you lost me
I would of gave you the world so how could you cross me
I break bread with my TRU on watch my friends and foes
toast hennesy trust nobody keep my enemies close
now all the time I just wanted wanted to be free
and all the time I tried to help you just wanted to be me
sometimes I just wanna take clips and go to war all on my own
trusting my TRU niggas and my TRU brothers and I don't wanna
got tat on my own now if it was mine it was yours if I had Oh je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes
Cette chanson était la tienne
C'était ta préférée
Je crois
Qu'elle est de Prévert et
Kosma
Et chaque fois les feuilles mortes
Te rappellent àmon souvenir
Jour après jour
Les amours mortes
N'en finissent pas de mourir
Avec d'autres bien sûr je m'abandonne
Mais leur chanson est monotone
Et peu àpeu je m'in-
-diffère
A cela il n'est rien
A faire
Car chaque fois les feuilles mortes
Te rappellent àmon souvenir
Jour après jour
Les amours mortes
N'en finissent pas de mourir
Peut-on jamais savoir par où commence
Et quand finit l'indifférence
Passe l'automne vienne
L'hiver
Et que la chanson de
Prévert
Cette chanson Les Feuilles Mortes
S'efface de mon souvenir
Et ce jour lÃÂÂ
Mes amours mortes
En auront fini de mourir