P.O.D. Murdered Love - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Ya mama - P.O.D.

"What you know about that fallen, fallenBabylon this so called great deadwait, Dread bout to update the death rate in one takeMake no mistake we the real dealaThe radical natural born wig-splitterGonna"

This Time - P.O.D.

"And is this, where we need to be? Or are we tired of looking? Searching for more than eyes can see, For something to believe in. It slipped away, fell away, tried to play yourself No turning back, all"

Every time i die - P.O.D.

"Your expressions speak louder than wordsAnd i can tell right now that you've got a lot to saySo get it off your chest, cause I'm listeningAnd show me who I am, so I can changeWe'll never change if our"

Wildfire - P.O.D.

"Come and give me that wildfire The uncivilized sound that I love The primitive ragga blaze style Consciousness vibes I and I know The untamed flame that I desire Me want uncultivated Jah glow Foolish intensity,"

Thinking About Forever - P.O.D.

"Time goes by and God knows I try to carry on with life Decide not to hide feelings inside, even though they hurt Sometimes, I forget to remember you It's easy to lock away the pains, don't want to relive"

Sattelite - P.O.D.

"I wonder how clear it must look from there to here No obstruction, this selfish corruption All in this atmosphere No fear, less tears, only time to catch my breath I fail to inhale Your love constricts"

Freestyle - P.O.D.

"Kids coming up from the alleys not like the valleys Southtown San Diego rats out here in Cali So Cal with the crew to show' em how You like me now, with the sound straight underground Putt'n it down, lift"

If It Wasn't For You - P.O.D.

"If It Wasn't For You Do I believe in the resurrection of CHRIST? And did HIS death bring forth new life? And did HE raise up and bring back Lazarus from the grave? And is there supposed to be a second"

Youth Of The Nation - P.O.D.

"Last day of the rest of my life I wish I would've known Cause I didn't kiss my mama goodbye I didn't tell her that I loved her and how much I care Or thank my pops for all the talks And all the wisdom"

Run - P.O.D.

"Living on the streets of nowhere Nobody understands and nobody cares Nobody listens So who can tell my life is just a living hell I'm going back and forth, no one to turn to Slowly losing my mind"

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