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the time could you just come by and hang?
We'll put it all aside and marinate on some things

Deeper, I wanna go deeper
I'm getting tired of the surface

I'm going back
Back to the depths
Depths of my head
Heading down the lane
Laying on my bed
Better rest
Rest of you are dead when I surface again

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

on European soil;
Cruise missiles greatly increase the danger of that happening.
Designed to avoid radar detection by skimming the earth's surface,
Cruise

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

Yeah, I'm giving it over

Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music

This is the surface of Destiny
I’m movin’ forward cautiously (movin’ forward cautiously)
Sharin’ myself bit by bit
Unsure if I’m likin’ it
But

than earthlings I fly off the surface
I dive in the furnace alive and determined
I'm airing my dirty laundry linen detergent the fire is burning flow

Creator leave crater
On moon surface
Creator leave crater
On earth surface
Creator leave crater
On moon surface
Creator leave crater
On earth surface

On the surface mama
Surface surface surface

Girl you a baddie in Cartier
Too many Niggas
But you swerving
Oh yeah keep swerving 'em
Keep swerving mama
Swerving

On the surface mama
Surface surface surface

Girl you a baddie in Cartier
Too many Niggas
But you swerving
Oh yeah keep swerving 'em
Keep swerving mama
Swerving

On the surface mama
Surface surface surface

Girl you a baddie in Cartier
Too many Niggas
But you swerving
Oh yeah keep swerving 'em
Keep swerving mama
Swerving

is worthless
I went down to Main
And I made myself a purchase
I don't doubt the struggle
But, it's showing on the surface (yeah)

Your devo-o-o-o

I call his name 
I am sure he will surface
Coz am covered by his grace o 

Here by Grace 
Not by might (Not by might)
Eh
Not by might (Not by might)

Just let yourself sink
Down beneath the surface
I pick apart every byte going bit by bit
But the gut it won't settle cause the sick won't sit
I attempt

Yeah, yeah

(Chorus)
You take my calls in private,
Don’t tell me lies.
Can’t meet you by the Hyatt,
Off 95,
Caz I don’t want the surface,
Don’t want

We're all spinning 'round, but we  can't feel nothing on the surface
On the surface
All the love in the world turns cold when it breaks the surface

cause we gettin' to the fuckin' cream
Everything we do easy that's just what it seems
Ain't ever gone broke we gettin' it by any means

S.O.B. the team

Words by Shady Habash (in Tora prison, Cairo, October 26th 2019)
Spoken and composed by Ramy Essam
Mixed and mastered by Johan Carlberg 
Video art by

Me besa si se retrasa

Y yo te espero aquí en la surface surface
Pa perrear una canción sin ton ni son
Yo quiero una Sofía Surfers Surfers
A mí me

from the heart
It's straight from the soul, I'm makin' it known, they gettin' exposed
I live by the cold, they subject to fold, I get to the o's, o

it's not by choice

The words I hide behind my smile
Beneath the surface, it's been a while
I'm smiling on the surface, but it's all a fucking lie
I say

of 
Oxyhemoglobin
Is promoted by the high 
Partial pressures

[Chorus] 
Blood passes the respiratory surface 
Partial pressure is high
This pressure difference means

while I slowly grow old
But they say that freedom's good least that's what I'm told

Looks can be deceiving on the surface I'm me
But deep below I'm in

I don't need nothin' to worship
(Mmm)
I feel I been through the worst shit
(Mmm)
Still I'm smilin' on the surface
(Mmm)
Feel I finally found

disbelieving in Him

And by worshipping others besides Allah
And by disobeying Allah and His Prophet Muhammad
And remember when Abraham said
O my Lord, make this