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stowin filters in our pockets to pitch later
We ain’t litterbugs. We only puttin' garbage in our faces
Alcohol and bogies. A little bit o’ weed
Feed me.

that my country's fame
has reached the middle east as well.
You may stay in our Royal guest house,
as our guests,
and enjoy our tasty food too.
As you

In this life
We grow together
You and I through any weather
Scorching sun or icy cold
Our love ain't never growing old
Together we rise
Overcoming

Weathered as this winding road is long
So we sing our traveler's song

Play out a spell in your sequence of chords
To inspire and sharpen our rusted swords

Rusted Radio

Mike Garrigan

Radio Redeye

2002

down in it
It's got you by the tongue
And even when you wanna end it
It's only just begun

Where do you run to?
Where do you go?
When the rusted

am the black panther
We walked together a little bit
We hid from others in the cave
Our souls were together
Under your grey fur
Time to go now
The wolf

Water me from the
fountain of our youth
In the garden of your love
Is where I'd like to be planted
I could explain how
It feels to be loved by you
It

The Dreaming Fields

Trisha Yearwood

Heaven, Heartache and the Power of Love

2007

Oh, the sun rolls down, big as a miracle
And fades from the Midwest Sky
And the corn and the trees wave in the breeze
As if to say goodbye
Oh, my

And the nocturnal winds carry our desolation

Bound by the grace
Of the Celtic pantheon
To hail the forthcoming
Of autumn eternity

An eternal covenant was sworn that

rude

Watch where you step don't step on my roots
Boy I'm grounded rendezvous
I'm speaking life multiplied by two
The seeds that I sow gon turn into

hypocrisy
A colored mentality and a false reality 

So break!
Break these rusted chains
And take! 
Take back the sun from the rain 
Just break! 
Fuck all

Some Town Somewhere

Kenny Chesney

Cosmic Hallelujah

2016

a little, drink a little
Sun goes down
We're all saved by Jesus
And our mama's prayers
We're all a little lost and found
In some town somewhere
Some

Filthy Little Secret

Cradle of Filth

Nymphetamine

2004

long have these emotions
Like potions, made me
A sole castellan
Trusted to keep
The weight of oceans
From her rusted gates of sleep

A dreaming

heavy in our chest
Memories of Eight Twelve Arlington where we put life to the test
Rob and Tonna laughed it off with our collie dog by our feet
But

Black slate hair hovered with the wind
Imaginations caving in
Temptation traveled through the sin
In the horizon

As you passed by without clue
All I

of discouraged trees

Upon the rusted throne of my existence
Here I am alone under a funeral sky
So I count the hours on this rusted throne
Until the sun will burn

(Its changes just begun)
Your pigment stained charcoal
(Resolve to feel the sun)
Page turned, but with a fold
(September's requiem)
Strong but slow our

shore
By the bends of the Mississippi, where our roots run deep
In Wonder City's shadow, we sowed, so now we reap

together, hand in hand
Fighting for a future, brighter than sun-kissed sand
Our ancestors' bravery runs through our veins
As we reclaim our lands, pushing

of mourning that will always haunt our past

Walls of stone collapsing
By the weight of life
Passed only by the ones who
Slain, for they will rise

Fights in

One by one, all in line
Marching forth with conviction
Made official, made to end
From our cells wait your eviction
So glow for us give us hope

with shadows

Death in circle
Trapped in pain
Plagued by error
Ruled by shame
Oppressive zeitgeist ego spawn
Black pitfalls fear and greed
Death in

Got the blood of maya shamans
Flowin down into my roots
The blood of mexica warriors
Flowin down and thru my roots
Got em walkin rockin stomping
In

to the roots I go
Rooted in my wisdom
Meditation on a prism
Healing on my mind, for the time
I am the rhythm
Synced with the blues and the reds of this truth