my life And I sing this song for you, my child (You are my joy) You are the love of my life I dedicate this song to you, my child (You are my joy)
my life And I sing this song for you You are my joy My child You are the love of my life I dedicate this song to you You are my joy My child
翻訳: 信仰. ユーアーマイジョイ(インタールード)ですか.
翻訳: フェイスエヴァンス. ユーアーマイジョイ(インタールード)ですか.
everlasting arms Brief interlude Are you washed in the blood in the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb? Are your garments spotless, are the white as snow? Are you
are only blood and iron O Doktor Doktor, what's in my shirt? Just keep quiet, no room for doubt I'm hearing talk of joy in labour I'll tell you this you
Cause no matter how you front they're still the ones you want See, I am funky fresh and poetry is my opinion Takin out you suckers while the scott larock is spinnin! .. *guitar interlude* .. My
falsely will claim [Chorus] Let him curse my name On these blood stained pages of misery Let him call me a tyrant so cruel Let him curse my name But
you said that, that's how I get down Nah of course, you was out there, messing around I would of told you, once you go Ghost, you never go back Try g'
nappy dug out! [Interlude: Pops] [Pops] Look motherfucker you better get from in front of my house with that old god damn bullshit You girlie-ass motherfucker You
dug out! [Interlude: Pops] [Pops] Look motherfucker you better get from in front of my house with that old god damn bullshit You girlie-ass motherfucker You
are the nation (We won't take it anymore) And we're one we are the law (We won't take it anymore) And we're one we are the nation (We won't take it anymore
the answer, with extra compression When sound travel, it quickly grab you and equalizes the pitch up, until it have you Bugged out, tryin to think you