Bản dịch: The Rapture. Cold On My Side.
Hollow chambers The rooms we used to revel in Passion cease and life expire Pulse that depends on wires Death whispered and chose to guide And now the bed is cold on my side
it 6 million and 1 with your eyes closed The blindfold, cold, so you can feel the rap And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey ass And yo my
you tried to is just love me Denied all my life Empowered by my never-ending strife Licking my wounds clean Every one so damn mean Spat in my face Those
years I've lived in a dream Awake, I felt as dead as my cold and bloodless bride to me In rapture, my mind is lured by my own knife To join this fragile
my side? Then come on, shake your rag doll, baby Before you change your mind Then come on, when the rapture takes me Be the fallen angel by my side
, get up, sit up, I write it Then I, put you all in the mood, you invited So come on down and party with the pound come on You ain't never heard a nigga
[Music: GroM / Aphazel - Lyrics : Deadly Kristin] walking by the side of my old tired horse after months of blood red battles finally on my way back
With wings on a track and stars by my side We end on a higher level Take my hand and come along Black visions in my mind, like memories in bitter darkness
by Her side I would have clasped Her so tight Like storm-beached Aphrodite Drowned on Kytherean tides And Kissed Her For from Her alone My lips would
for every 5 sides you buy Gettin' high off my own supply, low in the ride With the low eye, daybreak and makin' dough rise [chorus: repeat x2] [inspectah deck] My
't cope with fashion, crowds and feign My rapture is my breathing My life just poetry to you It's silence I rejoice in Cringing I won't waste my time
me For years I've lived in dreams Awake I felt as dead My cold and bloodless bride to be In rapture my mind is lured by my own knife To join this fragile
