| Lyrics | Song |
| She showed a picture of my baby crying | |
| On the phone...in the park | |
| There's fire in their eyes and their words are very clear | |
| I don't need no dreams when i'm by your side | |
| I don't care what you talkin' 'bout baby...i don't care what you think | |
| I'm a lover, not a fighter | |
| And she promised me forever, that we'd live a life as one | |
| He left the blood stains on the carpet | |
| The midnight hour is close at hand | |
| | Lyrics | Song |
| Touch me, and i feel the fire | |
| No matter how it starts, it ends the same. Someone always doing someone wrong. | |
| You're a vegetable | |
| See it's not about races, just places, faces | |
| Relax your mind...lay back and groove with mine | |
| No message could've been any clearer | |
| I love the way you shake your thing, especially | |
| And the whole world has to answer right now, so won't you tell me once again | |
| And this is our, message to you | |
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