crown of thorns
You can fadeaway my love I will always -
Remember your faces, thru fadeaway -
Bless all of your eyes, I realize youre my reason
And I will always cherish the days, when our souls will be together
Shes my sunshine, my moonshine
Shes ma hot, ma hotma Ghandi
Shes my lady, shes from Euphrates
Sure nuff give that woman to me
Youre just another one, just another statistic
Youre needle-sickness, illed weakness
Yeah, you killed, yeah you killed, yeah you killed me boy