My cross nailed in the mud,
Hang from every thought of us,
And even if you can't taste the blood,
From my palms it drips to lust,
I'm not enough,
I realize far too much,
Baby don't hide me from what I've done,
I don't l…
Hard
how can people not lovin this
This power you hold and spit...is working. I dropped down an…
Song is to over hyped