Heart Like A Scroll - Nat Myers

A heart like lion, a burning like fire Waiting just to be set free A heart like a lion, a burning like fire How can I bear captivity? Oh yeah! Some, they tell me I'm a fool A fool who walks this road alone So afraid of making changes Remember that nothing is carved in stone Oh, tell me why we are so afraid of The secrets locked within our souls? 'Cause everything that we're made of Is dying just to be exposed, oh yes! So, don't turn your back on yourself, 'cause there's nowhere to run And you know your life ain't a practice run It's time to wake up you're mind Oh yeah, yeah! Or maybe tomorrow will never come Or maybe it will, but by then it's too late, uh-huh There's nothing left to do but cry Oh yeah! And now you cry But you don't know why And now you cry But you don't know why Oh yeah, yeah! A heart like lion, a burning like fire Waiting just to be set free Oh yeah! A heart like a lion, a burning like fire How can I bear captivity? So what you want to be now? Well, it's time to realize That everything you need now Has been right in front of your eyes Yeah, don't point your fingers and blame Remember, it's never too late to change Don't point your fingers and blame Remember, it'll be okay Just don't turn your back on yourself, 'cause there's nowhere to run And you know your life ain't a practice run, nah It's time to wake up you're mind Oh yeah-eah! Maybe tomorrow will never come or maybe it will but by then it's too late, uh huh Or maybe it will but by then it's too late, uh-huh There's nothing left to do but cry Oh yeah! And now you cry But you don't know why And, and now you cry But you don't know why You better get up You better get out You better get up and turn your life around You only live once You better act now 'Cause you never know when it's gonna come back around, yeah! A heart like lion, a burning like fire Waiting just to be set free Oh yeah, yeah! A heart like a lion, a burning like fire How can I bear captivity? Oh yeah, yeah! Oh yeah, yeah! A heart like a lion A heart like a lion A heart like a lion

Sound of the waves Song of the woeful wind Beauty of yearning The tune of my heart For once there was a time When I sat by your side And right before our eyes The world was open wide (Days of youth) Are long since gone (Never return) To return again But a long slow desert left anymore The waning years of Heartache and regret (And yet the winds sing) (They sing the fairest tune) (I hear the waves sigh) (They sigh out from pain) And since you set out To reach for your hopes and dreams I'll stay here helpless and in sight For these wounded wings I've never left this barren soil Where all my wishes slowly fade away (Days of youth) Are long since gone (Never return) To return again But a long slow desert left anymore The waning years of Heartache and regret Do you still remember? (Do you still remember?) Would you still believe? (Would you still believe?) That this blackened soul of mine (Soul of mine) Was once untarnished Years of disappointment And disillusion All I see in the mirror now Is an old man with a heart like a grave Do you still remember? (Do you still remember?) Would you still believe? (Would you still believe?) That this blackened soul of mine Was once untarnished

Gracias a Dios todo va bien, todo se dio El dinero se multiplicó, la pauta también Papi, ¿qué paso? Gracias a Dios todo va bien, todo se dio El dinero se multiplicó, la pauta también Papi, ¿qué paso? La Combi picante El cuello brillante Un culo gigante Los partys de gánsters La Combi picante El cuello brillante Un culo gigante Los partys de gánsters Vesti'o de Gucci con to'os los metales El AP cabrón tú sabes cuánto vale Te los vamos a dar en la cara y en los abdominales Un kilo que entra y otro que sale La tarima con fuegos artificiales Haciendo partys semanales On fire como Jordan en las finales El party prendi'o Los phillies prendi'os El botelleo prendi'o Los culos prendi'os El party prendi'o Los phillies prendi'os El botelleo prendi'o Los culos prendi'os (Bryant Myers, Bryant Myers) (Bryant Myers, Bryant Myers) (Bryant Myers, Bryant Myers) (Bryant Myers, Bryant Myers) (Bryant Myers, Bryant Myers) (Bryant Myers, Bryant Myers) (Bryant Myers, Bryant Myers) (Bryant Myers, Bryant Myers) La Combi picante El cuello brillante Un culo gigante Los partys de gánsters La Combi picante El cuello brillante Un culo gigante Los partys de gánsters Gracias a Dios todo va bien, todo se dio El dinero se multiplicó, la pauta también Papi, ¿qué paso? Gracias a Dios todo va bien, todo se dio El dinero se multiplicó, la pauta también Papi, ¿qué paso? Negra la careta y la camiseta Negra la fourty y la camioneta Un paso en falso y grabamos tu muerte como los Z Lo que fumamos son moñas crunchies como galleta Cada vez que entramos a la disco las babys se ponen inquietas El party prendi'o Los phillies prendi'os El botelleo prendi'o Los culos prendi'os El party prendi'o Los phillies prendi'os El botelleo prendi'o Los culos prendi'os (Alex Ki) (Alex Killer) (Bryant Ma') (Bryant Myers) (La Oscuridad) (El que pegó el trap) (Ustedes lo saben) La Combi picante El cuello brillante Un culo gigante Los partys de gánsters La Combi picante El cuello brillante Un culo gigante Los partys de gánsters Gracias a Dios todo va bien, todo se dio El dinero se multiplicó, la pauta también Papi, ¿qué paso? Gracias a Dios todo va bien, todo se dio El dinero se multiplicó, la pauta también Papi, ¿qué paso?

I don't mind work and I love to fish I been known as a son of a bitch When life gets tough I roll my sleeves up Yeah, I get it done it's always enough I toil real hard with nothing to show I owe it all to the savings and loan So break our backs and make us slaves All for the love of the USA Times get harder give me a fire starter Drench my self up in holy water Spiritual things the heartland bleeds I need a Bible, a gun and gasoline Ain't nothing much to do in this town The industry's gone and the mill has closed down And up on the hill lives a Jezebel She's got some sin and some pills to sell So no need to lie with your opium eyes When you got a script there's no need to hide Bitch and moan and dance in the street We would rather have bombs then food to eat Times get harder give me a fire starter Drench my self up in holy water Spiritual things the heartland bleeds I need a Bible, a gun and gasoline And you think that you're really gonna make a change Maybe you and I are the ones to blame Times get harder give me a fire starter Drench my self up in holy water Spiritual things the heartland bleeds I need a Bible, a gun and gasoline Times get harder give me a fire starter Drench my self up in holy water Spiritual things the heartland bleeds I need a Bible, a gun and gasoline Gasoline Gasoline Gasoline Gasoline Gasoline