Текст песни Therapy - Jus Allah
I
am
on
fire
I'm
standin'
in
water
with
live
wire
I
shouldn't
be
alive,
I
wasn't
a
live
prier
My
gun
had
live
rounds
and
hadn't
died
either
It's
on
a
strict
diet
that's
high
in
iron
and
fiber
I'm
not
love
worthy,
I'm
fine
in
isolation
My
murders
and
crimes
are
just
fines
and
violations
I
like
being
the
brains
behind
the
operation
But
I'm
blood
thirsty,
I
might
die
of
dehydration
But
I
don't
like
charity,
I'll
recoup
and
recover
I
live
life
vicariously
through
others
I'm
livin'
off
the
blood
that
I
take
from
our
true
customers
If
someone
ain't
pullin'
their
weight,
the
group
suffers
My
gun's
sensitive
to
the
slightest
of
vibration
I
gotta
be
patient
and
wait
for
the
right
occasion
I
need
enough
strength
to
control
my
night
cravings
I
need
a
blood
bank
that
can
hold
my
life
savings
You
have
a
good
soul,
and
I
hate
giving
good
people
bad
news.
Oh,
don't
worry
about
it.
As
soon
as
you
step
outside
that
door,
you'll
start
feeling
better.
You'll
remember
you
don't
believe
in
any
of
this
fate
crap.
You're
in
control
of
your
own
life,
remember?
I
lived
underneath
of
Hell
I
couldn't
eat,
couldn't
leave
the
cell
I
couldn't
see,
I
learned
to
read
from
a
Speak
and
Spell
It
was
everything
I
needed,
I
was
treated
well
Just
another
day
at
the
+Office+,
I
was
Steve
Carell
I
couldn't
sleep,
I'd
stand
the
entire
task
A
would-be
king,
the
man
in
the
iron
mask
I
was
trapped,
my
capturer
had
the
higher
grasp
'Til
I
snapped
the
bars
and
shattered
the
fiberglass
It
was
enemy
territory,
foreign
sand
It
wasn't
heaven
or
hell,
it
was
borderland
My
birthparents
must've
had
a
more
important
plan
They
left
me
on
a
porch,
knocked
on
the
door
and
ran
In
the
wrong
hands,
abandoned
with
calamity
I
ain't
have
a
chance
or
a
family
I
ain't
have
a
plan
B
or
sanity
I
ain't
have
fantasies
in
canopies
Life
is
no
guarantees
or
answer
keys
1 Cans
2 Thoughts
3 Converted
4 Danger
5 180º
6 Therapy
7 Days Like This
8 When Winter's Going
9 Wine & Spirits
10 Destiny
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