Tekst :

Waking early I hear myself breathing
Covered up in my hand me down hand me down
Hiding under my patchwork freezing
With my wedding dress calling me, calling me
I dress myself in dis-function
Do I drown you in sympathy, sympathy
You could be my winter messiah
Scarred around and around me....around me

Cause im stiched up like an angel chord, I m fixed up
They try to run and hide somehere in there defense
And now want to hand me down again.....

On a broken thread
On a broken thread

I choose to set you on fire
No-more wearing and tearing me, tearing me
Your still my only desire
And now it seems like your leaving me, freeing me, healing me.

Cause im stiched up like an angel chord, I m fixed up
They try to run and hide somehere in there defense
And now want to hand me down again.....

They try to run and hide somehere in there defense
And now want to hand me down again.....

On a broken thread
On a broken thread
On a broken thread
On a broken thread
On a broken thread

Itsu no ma ni kayanda ame o tobikoete
Kimi o mukae ni ikou
Mada osana-sugiru taiyou ga terashidasu
Kimi wa kirei de

Sugisatta hibi to boku ga mataseteta
Nagasa no kami o hodoite
Kaze ni noseta nara sono mama de kawaranaide
Ano hi no mama de

Kisetsu wa nokosu ano hito no kaori dake
Mune ga kurushikute
Nemuri to tomo...

Robotonic drummer shake your body to the beat
Radio station
Planet vibrations are radiating in the street
Radio station
Eine Stimme aus dem All klingt aus dem Radio
Radio station
Radio computer 210 000 point megahertz
Radio station Ah!

So beautiful
Radio station
Just play it cool
Radio station
Feel your body shakin and you can t believe your ears
Radio station
Coming...

The lights are on but no-ones home
I m helpless and fully grown
i know you ll see me through
Cos you re all like brotheres I ve lost
Since we ve been away so long
We are united getting wasted
It s such...

I touched your skin and you touched mine.
I lick your blood from your lips and i hear you cry.

Waiting for you

It s gettin colder day by day - waiting for you
And there s nothing left to say - waiting for you
It seems like an neverending fight - waiting for...

It s 1999
Guess what?
The motherfuckin real thugs is in this motherfucker now

(Chorus) 4X
Always, always, what am I?, what am I?
A thug always, -ways, -ways
Uh-huh, uh-huh

(Krayzie)
Niggas look out
And we in...