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an extra life, like, "Take this"
Now get your ass back in that game, bi-
Don't take sh- for granted, and don't take sh-, give it
Only bull you should take
surprise
I die when our nights end, but I only stay dead til I see you again
I lie awake in the night just to see another dawn
Used to be the sun was my
For the first time in forever
I could be noticed by someone
And I know it is totally crazy
To dream I'd find romance
But for the first time in
Whole bunch of money on my mind I'm a bank teller
Pharmaceuticals in the trap nigga I'm a dope seller
Margiela thousand dollars for the tennis
And the tech crew in Memphis has a present for me
A screen that scrolls lyrics
Like the ones they have on TV
The deluxe model
One of only four thousand made
And now we are crawling into darkness
A gift of a symbol being stolen Left by their souls
And by thousands they are falling
The serpent in the forest All
Words & Music by Bob Hartman
I saw Your picture hanging on the wall
Just an artist rendering that was all
The way You looked down in Your agony
I run and run a thousand miles, and I am barely breathing.
Only the fuel of a passionate heart keeps this body strong and moving forward.
Could it
Death will end the weakness
I am a violent tendency sparked by the words of the world
An isolated integrity employing wisdom learned through
of hope
Is Christ alone
In Christ alone do I glory
For only by His grace I am redeemed
For only His tender mercy
Could reach beyond my weakness to my
a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned
dust that is gatherin' in my chest
From ridin' tail on a thousand head with the weather gettin' dry
The black cloud in the west is warning, "Ride,
dust that is gatherin' in my chest
From ridin' tail on a thousand head with the weather gettin' dry
The black cloud in the west is warning, "Ride,
generation die
Welcome back to American crisis
No telling what the price is
Wake up every day to see a nation in flames
We click and we tweet
And we
The splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how
"Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night
For the arrow that flieth by day
For the pestilence that walketh in darkness
For the destruction
find your way back
Chop 'em down, chop 'em down chop 'em down, chop 'em down
Said time flies by like clouds passing in the sky
Lifetimes even gone
I've always expected that your humanity
Would play a role in the choices you'd choose
But know this
In the end of it all
You will see
That Demon's
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You've arrived in the land of a thousand different names
And the fabulous sons have crashed their planes in flames
Now
On a windin' dirt back road
In the hills of Arkansas
In a little country farmhouse
With his mama and his pa
Lived a plain old plough boy
By
the ups and downs and push all you can
For dreams that are impossible that you believe in
I'm reaching my full potential
By achieving my goals
I'm
the only one who thinks about ending this with a fucking time
Depressed lads, not wanting to be taken care of, idiotized without knowing what to do
(Leave
Now we play our final hand
Move in closer, understand
This time like never before only the black queen scores
A card so high and so wild we should
waited
All alone
Held it in as I played by your rules
I've been biting my lip, but I'm losing my grip
I'm coming down, down, down
When all the hate
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