• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• So Many Days - B.B. King
• So Many Days - Hot Water Music
• So Many Days - Dan Potthast
• So Many Days - Union
• Some Wounds - Conception
• Some Nights - Like Moths To Flames
• Some Nights - Fun
• So Many Days - Red Line Chemistry
• Someone Dies - Diorama

So many days
I'd rather steal away and die
So many days
I'd rather steal away and die
I was too blue to live
And to mean to die
You've been so mean baby
You've been so mean to me
Baby, you've been so mean
You've been so mean to me
I've got to get even with you woman
You just hang around and see
Baby you ain't no good
You ain't no good no how
Baby you ain't no good
You ain't no good no how
Yes, the way I used to love you woman
Baby that's the way I hate you now
Yes, you can pack your clothes baby
You can pack your clothes and go
Pack your clothes, woman
You can pack your clothes and go
I want you to know baby

Is there something wrong
Do ya hate this song
Cuz I'm singin about it again
Did ya know the words
Before you read them
Did ya notice
She had it and she wants it again
He had it and he lost it again
In the fallout or the aftermath of
So many days so many days I guess it's all been done
Maybe it's all been sung
Before By wiser people but its not stopping anyone
Falling apart from heartache
She had it and she wants it again
He had it and he lost it again In the fallout or the aftermath of
So many days so many days
Another second is another made

so many days it's hard to breathe so many miles you're so hard to read did you forget the things that you said I hope not yet we're both so used to this hand signals sent through electric phone wired crossed again I'm suspecting that you've started drifting the mailbox the answering machine all short on answers to questions I can't help from pacing so many days it's hard to breathe so many miles you're so hard to read did you forget the things that you said I hope not yet

[Intro:]
Dead. Ain't shit diffin all the thugs.
Blew the video. Ras Kass
Organized rhymes, nigga
Listen
[Verse 1: Ras Kass]
I got the currier for thug passion, picture that, the atomic core
Black and wrist, with the crack get the gat.
If I plob more pressure my wrist gets snappy
Groupies get the bozack
Snake niggaz I'm gonna get your ass back, like your ass crack
Shit lowjack and you know that
I ain't never bout wit down nigga
Act crowback, round up, flip flap back wit more drama
Life is six figures, double niggaz wit babies mommas
You know this cat, and if not get the million wit butterflies
MC's live like catterpilla (pilla)
Beyond some dreams, smoke fuckin get paid
Every thing I shave your blades, wit the same drawers
for three days, and run relays, all up in your PJ's
Like I'm from there, where my chronic smokin crew
Hit trees like Sonny and Cher, I came to kick ass
and drink Heineken, so unfortunately I'm almost out of beer
Some say my attitude is fucked up and real crummy
since I come from the state where it's always sunny
Ha ha ha ha ha, I had to find that funny, so I said:
No child, I work hoes for the money
[Chorus: Ras Kass and K. Born:]
So many days, so many nights.
So many mics blown.
So many ways to die, so many strive.
So many days, so many nights.
So many mics blown.
So many ways to die, so many try.
[Verse 2: K. Born]
How you do that there ?
Tellin practically movin MC's, like keys and no C's, please
Fuck the trees, my senses provide the photosynthesis
I got my front and my back, like prevysesis
So tell me who this niggaz think they intimidated
I ain't havin none of that shit that bein constipated
My pants still gon sag on flat ends. Still gonna have cat ends
And I'm still on critically,
the queen of central corner vaugh matches lyrically
So what I'm tryin to say, is y'all ain't fuckin wit me (true)
I am goin to heaven for the weather, and inhale for the company
Once before the icore. Switch my soft war
Release the rugged more, wit the mark of the beast
Fuck a bitch in the mouth, but then pussy gets infected wit gees
Gotti John the Baptist (Who wanna get wet)
You know your mark. Get ready, get set, and lets start a revolution
Yo. Niggaz wiggin out like Whitney Houston
You feel me ? I do shit
Pussy

clinch onto the swirling wind
have a glimpse of ancient sins
taste a ray of amber light as the weary sun goes down
there is yet another shore
luna's light won't leave you anymore
closing in closing in a whisper in the rain;
no-one knows your name
you've heard that voice before
some wounds may never heal (the ways of grace are narrow)
some secrets can't be sealed (and in your head the battle rages on)
someone said; you'd never learn
strange how people tend to yearn long for insecurity
you fought to prove them wrong you grew older,
pages turned some were right,
you never really learned fast decisions made your way
too proud to quit the game
but now they know your name be hailed for what you earned
some wounds may never heal (the light confines the shadows)
some secrets can't be sealed (but no-one cares about the tears you cry)
men died for your belief men
that never knew you wouldn't even try remember

Some nights I stay up cashing in my bad luck
Some nights I'll call it a draw
Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights I wish they'd just fall off
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure of what I stand for
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don't know anymore!
This is it, boys, this is war, what are we waiting for?
Why don't we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype - save that for the black and white
I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked, but here they come again to jack
My style
That's alright; I got a martyr in my bed tonight
She stops my bones from wondering just who I am, who I am, who I am
Oh, who am I?
Well, Some nights, I wish that this all would end
'Cause I could use some friends for a change
And some nights, I'm scared that you'll forget me again
Some nights, I always win, I always win
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I still not sure of what I stand for
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don't know (so come on)
So this is it? I sold my soul for this?
Washed my hands of that for this?
I miss my mom and dad for this?
When I see stars that's all they are
When I hear songs, they sound like this one, (so come on)
(So come on)
Well, this is it, guys, that is all - five minutes in and I'm bored again
Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands
This one is not for the folks at home; Sorry to leave, mom, I had to go
Who the fuck wants to die alone all dried up in the desert sun?
My heart is breaking for my sister and the con that she called "love"
But when I look into my nephew's eyes
Man you wouldn't believe, the most amazing things that can come from
Some terrible lies!
Some terrible lies!
Let's go!
The other night, you wouldn't believe the dream I just had about you and me
I called you up, but we'd both agree (we'd both agree)
It's for the best you didn't listen

Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck; some nights, I call it a draw
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don't know anymore...
This is it, boys, this is war - what the hell are we waiting for?
Why don't we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype - save that for the black and white
I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked, but here they come again to jack my style
That's alright (that's alright).
I found a martyr in my bed tonight.
Stops my bones from wondering just who I, who I, who I
a-a-a-am, oh who am I, m-mm, m-mm.
Well, some nights I wish that this all would end
'Cause I could use some friends for a change
And some nights I'm scared you'll forget me again
Some nights I always win (I always win)
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don't know...
So this is it? I sold my soul for this?
Washed my hands of that for this?
I miss my mom and dad for this?
No. When I see stars, when I see stars, that's all they are
When I hear songs, they sound like a swan, so come on
Oh, come on. Oh, come on.
That is it, guys, that is all - five minutes in and I'm bored again
Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands
This one is not for the folks back home; I'm sorry to leave, mom, I had to go
Who the fuck wants to die alone all dried up in the desert sun?
My heart is breaking for my sister and the con that she called "love"
But when I look into my nephew's eyes...
Man, you wouldn't believe the most amazing things that can come from...
Some terrible lie
The other night, you wouldn't believe the dream I just had about you and me
I called you up, but we'd both agree
It's for the best you didn't listen

Lay right down
Dream about the life we have found
It's only just begun
And we know we bring to light
What most can never find
And finally, we’ll be alive
Still we ask ourselves
Is it worth the trip through hell
So many days
Come and go to waste
While I wait for you
I see you here
And everywhere I go
While I wait for you
And ya know that I’ll wait for you
Take my words
It's all we get for now
But rest assured
We've only just begun
And the seasons all will change
But we'll remain the same
And finally, we'll be alive
Then we'll know damn well
It was worth the trip through hell
So many days
Come and go to waste
While I wait for you I see you here
And everywhere I go
While I wait for you
And ya know that I’ll wait for you

Am I talking? Are you paying attention?
Are these question to be asked
When someone dies?
Am I describing a picture that's
Slowly fading
And are we paling along these
Fields of grey?
The play goes on
And my eyes will beam with gladness
What can be done
To fill the rigid rooms with movement?
Have you been wrong
To just stop breathing without cause?
When all is gone
Can I choose to follow you?
What else can be done?
You stare into the depth
If there lies a ground if there was
An eruption
If it's too late
You cry yourself pale you shine
What can be done?
What else can be done?
The play goes on
And my eyes will beam with gladness
What can be done
To fill the rigid rooms with movement?
Have you been wrong
To just stop breathing without cause?
When all is gone
Can I choose to follow you?
What brought us here?
Are we in need of help?
Are we drunk enough to fit into the scheme?
Am I steady?
Do I look consistent?
Have we amassed enough insignificance?
The play goes on
And my eyes will beam with gladness
What can be done
To fill the rigid rooms with movement?
Have you been wrong
To just stop breathing without cause?
When all is gone