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A puppet show, the strings in sight
A charade played out every night
Their promises like castles in the sand
Washed away by the tide, at the ruling

Either
Off top, can't bite the hand that feed ya
Watch for the snakes tryna bleed ya
Can't say they your bros if they only show Love when they need ya

Yeah, you're a girl a Weeb she just sucked me on her knees
Manga magazines and she learning Japanese
Ahegao, she scream
And her p**** extra clean

shins
Felt a whack in my face, I just close my eyes hard
Just got slapped in the face by a bird, I now cried
I’ll be clean I’ll be clean, I will dream

fucked
By some boy you met on the internet
His hands are warm, I hope he knows how lucky he is
Beet red
Kill me instead
He hates you but he’s hot, I get it

said "Listen boy, here's some hair
Of the goddamn bitch that bit you last night"
He picked me up by the hand
He took me out to the band
And he threw me

Ooh, finna get shit cracking with the team
Feel like Antwan, so fresh, so clean
Hit the dispo, give me one of everything
Crack the window, light

seek to breathe
My own two hands
Hold this horn that I am sounding
And these are not the signals of defeat

Wash me clean, better as I run
Wash me clean

I'm fluent in p***y, I speak it
Feel like Mr. Clean, the way I clean it I control, alt and delete it

I do her dirty, dirty Somebody pass me and perky

nailed your hands and feet
Innocence bled on that tree
And I'm made clean by the blood of the lamb
By the blood of the lamb
The blind can see again

Wipe em clean
I'm bout my green
Flow tight like seams
Ain't what it seems
Pushing P like phrase
By any means
Let em paint that picture like they want

the past
Innocence destroyed
How long until the next
His hands were never clean
Sullied by deviltry
How can he sleep hearing their screams
Again, again

mad 
I just like to keep this shit a little fun
All the opps die by suicide
Only amateurs using guns
All hands clean cause you can't
Get no blood

breaking
Admitting defeat before we even try, even try
Our hands are clean from guilt
When they should be scarred and broken
But we pass on by never taking

dirty money
Dirty money
You know I'm getting dirty money
Dirty money
But it still look clean
Every day that it's sunny
Getting dirty Money
Dirty money
You

I pull up in sum' clean (Fresh flex)
More years deposit hanging off of me
(Fresh flex)
That’s the plug talk that's the (Plug)
That's the plug talk

River Waltz

Cowboy Junkies

Rarities, B-Sides and Slow, Sad Waltzes

1999

headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth."

In return I'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we will live with our small family
She

my boots ain't dirty
We ain't making money
If my hands are clean
We don't eat
I got two little babies and a wife that I don't see
I get tired of living

bouta get smacked
By the God Hand, Void lead the hand
Gotta experience to understand
Equation murder as the aftermath
Top class, upgrade on you niggas

to die?
Wrote down all the times I burned
Won't forget that you washed your hands
Of me and I get it

Nightmares in my head
She's the monster by my window

feels comfortable. When I say 4, breathe in deeply again.
And again release the air smoothly.

By the time I reach 0, your mind will be silent.

It’s okay

by my side
By my side
All by my side, you’ve been all by my side lately
Keep from my mind going crazy
Do it your way
Reached down your hand and you

Call:

I’m on a mission of love
Let me protect you with love
Let me infect you with love
Let me inject you with love

Response
Are my hands clean?
No

had a chance to choose the limits for our ways in the future!
A lot of stuff is destroyed by the hands of time!
Sculptures will become mountains,