Tekst :

Did you forget about the passion
living day to day?
we keep our dreams locked down inside
choking on a lifetime
never take a chance
wake up one day wishing you tried

And it ain t about the money
it ain t about the time
it ain t about the love you lost or the things you think you leftbehind
it aint about your losing streak
makes you feel like you re falling apart
what matters is the heart

lets forget about the notion
we re not the same
my blood runs as red as yours
we all get angry
we ve all been scared
we ve all made big mistakes
that can never be repaired

And it ain t about the money
it ain t about the time
it ain t about the love you lost or the things you think you leftbehind
it aint about your losing streak
makes you feel like you re falling apart
what matters is the heart

Look me in the eye
take my hand
we can make a difference
we can make a difference,
I know we can

We forgot about the passion
living day to day
we kept our dreams locked down inside
choking on a lifetime
never take a chance
wake up one day wishing you tried

And it ain t about the money
it ain t about the time
it ain t about the love you lost or the things you think you leftbehind
it aint about your losing streak
makes you feel like you re falling apart
what matters is the heart

And it ain t about the money
it ain t about the time
it ain t about the love you lost or the things you think you leftbehind
it aint about your losing streak
makes you feel like you re falling apart
what matters
what really matters
what matters is the heart

When the party is cold, we bring the heat
Lethal with the mic pyro technics
Amaze the crowd, yo, and pump up the track
Pick it up, pic it up, pic it up, back

Chorus:
Match in the gas tank, boom, boom
We...

No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
i don t know why you bother
nothing s ever good enough for you
i was there and it wasn t like that
you came here just to start a fight

you had...

Chorus (x4):
Sweet la la love, now and forever,
sweet la la love, she s lacking of.

Monday morning, she is all alone,
Tuesday morning, she is on her own.
Wednesday, Thursday, it s a shame,
there s on Friday, Saturday, Sunday no picture in the frame.
Mummy never...

Słyszysz? To woła mnie polny głóg,
Nie martw się: wrócę, gdy będę mógł.
Rozwiał świt ranne mgły,
Więc wybacz mi -
Na mnie czas, jadę już, nie licz dni ...

Słyszysz? To woła mnie leśny trakt,
Może gdzieś nowych dróg znajdę ślad.
Rzeki nurt w słońcu lśni,
Więc wybacz...

Birth by birth, we re cast out on this earth,
To a welcome of blood and screams.
Days roll past - any one might be your last
As you run at your fleeting dreams.
And when you re gone, your ghost can carry on.
If you never taste it you don t know what it...