Loud words, soft words
Words spilling out joy...
This is actually by my friend john curtis but i...
I can hear these voices calling us...
LoOk at these bloodshot eyes
theres a stOry untOld...
Pain
what is pain...
Ifeel like dyinq
with all these pains and wOrries...
I want to break free from his grip!! I want to run...
THERE ONCE WAS THiS VATO CUTE AS CAN BE HE SHOWED...
BOOM...
SOUTH SIDE PROJECTS
BORN && RAISED...
WHEN U'VE FALLiN iN LOVE OVER AND OVER
AND YOUR HEARTS BEEN PUSHED AWAY; AND UVE BEEN...
MY WORDS LEFT UNSPoKEN
UNTOLD && ALONE...
I DONT REMMEMBER A DAY WEN NITE FELL AND I DIDNT...
Dil ko chot lagi to aankh bhar aayee hai.
aasma garja to dharti dhadhak aayee hai...