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BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
This Race Called Life - a beautiful inspirational short-story
Hi everybody i write and speak most of the speeches myself, so if you need some material or want to do some sort of collaboration,feel free to contact me : kori.sarian@hotmail.com
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Ballerina in the empty streets
This video was created by filmmaker Sasho Pramatarov, featuring Marc Daniel van Biemen and "our" own Floor Eimers, with new music from Bob Zimmerman. Credits Music by: Bob Zimmerman Performed by: Marc Daniel van Biemen & Floor Eimers Director: Sasho Pramatarov DOP: Mitchell van der Hoef Gaffer: Olaf Robberse Steadicam operator: Mark Modder Colorist: Lena de Boer Music Recording & Sound Design: MOST Audio Post (Ivo Witteveen & Stephan Bakker)
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here
Ballerina in the empty streets
This video was created by filmmaker Sasho Pramatarov, featuring Marc Daniel van Biemen and "our" own Floor Eimers, with new music from Bob Zimmerman. Credits Music by: Bob Zimmerman Performed by: Marc Daniel van Biemen & Floor Eimers Director: Sasho Pramatarov DOP: Mitchell van der Hoef Gaffer: Olaf Robberse Steadicam operator: Mark Modder Colorist: Lena de Boer Music Recording & Sound Design: MOST Audio Post (Ivo Witteveen & Stephan Bakker)