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Won't be put down
By the Miserable

Clear the air we breathe
Trying to make it liveable
Doing what I love
That's my ritual
Sometimes
gettin' cynical
So, I

down
Hunting sinner, hunt her trails 'til there's
Nothing left but a ghost on the rails
Nothing but a ghost on the rails

I may have lived my poor little

so let Him hear you say
"I wanna be like Christ"
He'll change the person's life
After hearin' the sinner pray

Look at baby girl is cute as a baby doll

My momma told me I'd be flawed
But regardless always told me love myself and praise the lord
Never knew what was in store, I paid no mind, couldn't

on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck

Just like every book sinners
Are written by the winners
We made a toast
Gold cups rum with cold cuts
Cups pointing the end of the table
Our hostess

you there
Its just me myself and I I ain't got no fear
Yea I pick em by the twos that's a suited pair
Hell right nigga Renny nice
He be styling on all

Cross hairs upon it
An easy target
He’s a sinner, he’s a sinner, yeah
The drinks and the laughter
By the morning after
He's a sinner, he's a sinner

with a dream and a
Might be a saint and a sinner at the same time
Maybe a sinner over time but I still try
To ease my mind from all the pain and try

and gentiles, 
will be on our side

V9.5 
(Beat Change) Chrous 2 x 
Our Hebrew tribe, 
will turn the tide
Both jews and gentiles, 
will be on our side

V11 Woman

judge us by our heart not our tone and size
There's sinners and there's saints ain't no other kind
God's kids
They hard to find
But He still shine
It's

The homie asked me if I think we got ten more years
I don't even know my raps show the tracks of my tears
I got a tattoo of a skull smoking a cig

Burl Ives - A new Name In Glory

I was once a sinner, but I came
Pardon to receive from my Lord:
This was freely given, and I found
That He always

what life will be?
Blinded by lies we can't see
I have lost my faith in He
This feels like treachery
And in the end you´ll see
The real sinners are they

meek
To wash this sinner's feet
To know my Savior lives
To know my Father cares
What a sacrifice from Him who's always there
So loving, kind to this

themselves
But by depressed social and economic
Conditions: and we can always count on
The Communists to exploit those conditions
Poverty is probably

right there for you no matter what the circumstances may be
He made this promise to you
Yeah He’s still right there
Lord I wanna thank You
For keeping

A storm is coming
Let me be clear
Your days are numbered
The end is near
The walls around you
Are closing in
It's too late for praying
Sinner

ups and downs, there's always a trade-off
You get what you put in, your repaid the same cost
It always works out, one way or another
You can't fight

City of Nights

Marc Almond

Treasure Box

1995

the highs

And there`s a hotel on hope street
Where the concierge will understand your needs
She doesn`t care your colour or religion
And she always has

Mujahideen, Mujahideen, the real ones know what I mean
Truly misguided, I'm always down for the schemes
Mind of a sinner, hustle like the breadwinners
For

That's reaching out for my soul
I wanted to be like Kodak
That nigga fighting way too hard

And only few try to know that
Niggas always loved the stars

Always fire when there's smoke
The preacher man lied

Callin’ in the darkness gather round sinners
Won’t find justice, can’t be delivered

I’m lost in

the sinners are the winners
10 bottles for the bath, 10 bodies full of tags
Lord knows I'm a sinner but the sinners are the winners

M3 So every day we