Lyrics:
your only way out
A flash of light, a bullet right between the eyes
Failure is your calling card
It's your modus operandi
Daddy's little boy has gone
Something moving in my backyard
Left a matchbook as a calling card
Tried to follow
The trail went dry
By a phone booth
So I went inside
sampalin
Pero ngumiti s'ya
May kinuha sa bag at sinabing pwede ko daw ba syang matawagan
Kaya binigay nyang kanyang calling card sa 'kin
Na animo'y parang
I'm just throwing the shards, of all my calling cards
And I'm speaking My True Name
I'm just throwing the shards, of all my calling cards
And I'm
cards across the air
I can see you in the window
A shadow through the trees
Hear your voice now from a
Distance calling out to me
Come on in from
his calling cards
Rick ain't complaining, he got life behind bars
And he still calling me, bet you he ain't calling y'all
'Cause none of y'all niggas
fault, no one else.
You can blame me, just not to blame yourself.
Why did you make this so hard?
Another night, another calling card.
2) We are not both
Another Saturday night another fire bright
And I can't wait to watch the day break
Somebody's falling hard another calling Card
And I can't wait
with a calling card with a fake name
Now I leave it at home
I was loved so purely
And I was loved undone
A mysterious angel
Took the bullets right
Covertly operating in disguise, Mata Hari
Elegance and grace
Were the calling cards of Mata Hari
Falling into the trap
Under the spell of Mata Hari
gave me heart
Disregard the scars
First part of your calling card
You're a runaway
It's your play
Credit overdrawn from the sacrifices I've made
Gave it
Fallen Star
I I I I want all of you inside my car
Falling hard
Are are are are you sure you wanna go this far?
Calling card
Upon your static heart
Harvard was skunked on beer
Playin' backyard bombardier
Yes, and Scotland Yard was trying hard
They sent some dude with a calling card
He said, do what
To all the girls that awake to escape in the morning
You want to leave him without even a warning, a trace, or a calling card
Sad about girls who
Harvard was skunked on beer
Playin' backyard bombardier
Yes, and Scotland Yard was trying hard
They sent some dude with a calling card
He said, do what
the orders and they gave a cheer.
For land of barren hanging and the base still old,
was a mighty pretty calling card for Tokyo.
They flew and they flew across
you know him"
"Isn't that very fortunate for you"
And she showed me his calling card
He came third or fourth and there were more than one or two
He was
the money
Ball hard still sending earned money for
His calling cards rick ain't complaining
He got life behind bars
And he still calling me
Bet you he ain't
Island.
Rock Island.
Hey there girlie with the torn dress, shaking:
Who was it touched you?
Who was it ruined your day?
Whose footprint calling
a trophy of
These murderous games
Disposal? No need, for all others a calling card to see
A mind deranged, no one plans on losing their life this way
can just set it off (and set it off and set it off and set it off) with who controls the longest line.
But you left your calling card penciled out in
love
Your own true love this day
Mansions, I can wish you
Seven footmen all in red
And calling cards upon a silver tray
But more I cannot wish you
wish I'd never opened my mouth almighty
So I threw away the rose and held onto the thorn
Crawling round with my crooner cuff links and my calling
love
Your own true love this day
Mansions, I can wish you
Seven footmen all in red
And calling cards upon a silver tray
But more I cannot wish you
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