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scorn
I want my child support when your baby's born
OH NO! Don't ever share your bed
With a man's head fastened to a woman's body...nough said

times

My name it is Sean Dempsey
As Dublin as could be
Born hard and late in Pimlico
In a house that's ceased to be
By trade I was a cooper
Lost out

are
And I was singing since a child bitch I was born a star
I tried to hoop but I didn’t like it had to switch the part
My clothes wasn’t shit but now

parting ways, in the maze, interception
The only way through is the lyric
Feel it, I hear it

These verses be medicinal
Take a hit of it, inhale the sense

to rise

One day at a time
We can leave all treasures behind
One day at a time
We can watch the clocks unwind

One day at a time
A child is born into this

mistake I've given birth to? 
Or the Lion's Den the Liars Shelter I'll plant my life into?"

Smother me, tell me I'm the Hell-born child of scenery

them to throw it
I owe it, to my allies and opponents
That fye fye, broward child since I was born in
That fue fue, no play play, I smoke on that Jane

brother's death made me fight
My son's life 
Is the light that guides me through the darkest night

I don't need nothin' to worship
(Mmm)
I feel I been

the might, to let him stay
Cause I was born showing horns growing
Child of the corn so en
Gaged with the pessimism, exorcisms, torn mornings
Torn mourning

Old enough to know 
Without a little bit of pressure 
You won't start to grow 

And you've forgiven me 
Restored my innocence 
Like a child first born

Life, tried to make me crazy but it birthed a genius
I'm born in Christmas I might be Jesus
I was saved by the seatbelt so I might be Yeezus
So I

O Holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in, be born in us today
We hear the Christmas angels, the great glad

of Jesus that we sow

Was a child born in solemn moonlight?
And attended by three magi wise and true?
Did little lambs console a crying babe that night?

In the eye of the storm
A boy was born
With a weight on his shoulders
And from his home, he was torn

Son of Satan, Son of God
False prophets were

The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
The everlasting Light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight
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How

A brownstone or white stones passed out like white hoes
Black clouds follow me home so I don't doze

This is the epitome of what the D did to me
Vancouv

Just a little child
Longing to be wild
Born to wear a smile
So amused with the time to choose
Pretty paper
Pretty paper
And the cars on the street

O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by
Yet in the dark streets shineth

Sin once separated us
From a life without God
From a life without love

But then you came, rushing in
You split the heavens open
Born a child from

and green
I think, I feel...
There is so much more to explore
I'm dreaming of painting
My brain with the colours I have never seen!

I'm gonna catch you by

And so, the story begins
Giving birth to a child as a hope for change
Growing up by your side, now I'm half your age
Hear the shame in his voice when

wretched behaviour, that's fail safe, soothed by the calming voice of me

Pruned, drying fruit, with poisoned seeds
Sorry young child
I could no t be with

As a child I was born by the water
I sailed from north to west with my father
He showed me the way of the ocean
The wind, the waves, the wild and his

just follow the rules settled,
Provided by that gang of pussies

They stole your inner child and moulded it for its sake
It really doesn´t matter now