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We’ve been always ignoring
The wars and our violent ways
The rising smoke darkened our brightest days

The children who have been missing
Are

of all is that everyone's there

A wishes for the people who walk all alone
a roof overhead and a bed of their own
A candle for those in the need

May god have mercy on us all
The sun's rays wane

Seeking salvation in desperation
Rend flesh from bone
There is no murder I shy away from
Defend

Amy's Man [Studio]

Southern Raiders Band

Raise Southern Dixie

2017

AMY'S MAN

LYING IN MY BEDROOM I GLANCE OUTSIDE 
CHILDREN PLAYING IN THE BRIGHT SUNSHINE
SUMMER BREEZE BLOWS A COLD CHILL 
TO REMIND ME YOU'RE STILL

Ready Set, Not Yet

Kerry Butler

Beetlejuice [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2019

see that ceramics is simply a manifestation of motherly panic
By making a baby that's breakable
Aren't you creating a way of translating the terror

Dark of the Sun

Arch Enemy

Stigmata

1998

dogmatic chaos
Is there a future in this claustrophobic tomb?
We can only rely upon ourselves, to save us

We are the resistance, our last line

Standing outside my playground
How I love to hear the sounds
Ringing hope the child the know
How to let the magic out, l'd be there
Through

leaving
Way down we go
Way down
Way down

There's a needy man with a sign saying please help me
Keeping him down is a bad recipe
You know I got love for my

bitch im on my job
uh yeah
i been goin hard,
do it for my dogs
uh yeah
HATERS THERES ALOT, I SAY FUCK EMALL
BY THE GRACE OF GOD
I WONT EVER STOP

y’all

wit lies
Cops killin black children i js pray that i survive
Tryna keep my hope alive but the devil gettin closer 
I cnt let em catch me lackin so i

right there, I'm gonna love you.
And no matter what you look like,
Where you from cause, I'm gonna love you.

[Verse 1: Mariya]
Give a kiss, give a hug,

underground, protected from the firey cold
Swallowed by the landscape, lost a hundred times
Could it be that God is seeking payment for our crimes

Raping anger

to share my life with you
It’s all I want to do

Outside our little house there in the garden lies
Where stalks of hopes and dreamt are kept alive
By

the
Tricks I use so come play
No weed needed to get us lifted
We envision all the children who have
No care in the world
And the shit I keep on spitting

weren't there 
When I was dumb broke 
Made it all back 
Now they acting funny 
But all I do is laugh 
Like that

Steer horns on a Tesla
Ride it home

and all my homies
Getting faded by the lake
cnd you can come hoe
Don't be gung-ho 
You weren't there 
When I was dumb broke 
Made it all back 
Now they

need answers, 
We need solutions, 
Need a plan 
Need to stop listening 
To another arrogant anchorman 
How do we just walk on by 
When there is so much

in their eyes
These children are lost
Abort the bastards
Ignore their cries
There is no hope for a world inhabited by humanity
They rule with

another, toe to toe at most, facing side by side
For we are one in our experience
You hearin this?
A medium of lost hope, of suicide, makes you always wanna

on Judgement Day...
(Where we gonna be on Judgement Day)
Where we gonna be on Judgement Day...

Hatred...is a learned disease
Some people raise up children