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Sometimes

Natasha's Ghost

Everything Under the Moon

1995

in my hand
I am no saint, but I understand
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes it happens feeling die
Whole years are lost in

Home run hitter you can’t be my wifey
In one night smoke a ounce, hit a dime piece
He my brother you’d think we siamese
Living from hardwork and perfect

tell me that I changed
'Cause in my mind I thought that I still a saint
I didn't nodes ... the changes that I made
'Cause I was too busy, chasing fame,

to worry about bein' thinner
God knows, this world's got saints and sinners
Think we all know we've got a bit of both in us
Got my heart on my sleeve and I'm

I've never been too good to pick up a penny
And lately I've been short of too damn many
Wife up and left, and baby in my ride
Dog's at my feet

You must have fallen from the sky
You must have shattered on the wrong way
You brought so many to the light
And now you're by yourself

There comes

of sorrow
Knowing our faith hides in the unforeseen
We won't be fooled by grand illusions
Only truth for all conclusions
We promise you this oh St. Quarantine

save me?
From my fears
Are you still gonna save me?

Beyond the hills
Beneath the stars
By Saint Christopher I fell apart
The sun came up
So high above
I

Start the Fire

Magnus Carlsson

Re: Collection 93-08

2008

nation

But you shouldn't lay the blame
Don't point your hand in our direction
You shouldn't play the saint
We always rocked your party

We didn't

Without Delight

Sacrilege

Lost in the Beauty You Slay/The Fifth Season

There's a land without delight
Were saints immortal were slain
Infinite day expelled by night
And pleasures unite in pain
In this land without

sacrificed for you
Every night tears in my eyes
Fought that good fight for you
But I know that don't mean a damn thing to you

I don't love you no more
I don't

presented itself
And it sounded something like this... SPLOOSH

I got Saint Thomas on the phone, said boys we're coming in hot
I poured more gas on that 4

was born a sinner, baptized unto a saint
When darkness would come , I’d stare it in the face
Like a Holy Ghost flowing through the night      
I was

than me
You a saint here on this Earth
And you deserve to find your peace
You'd think by now I would've learned
Not to fuck up everything
But if I said

one who knows how many times I
couldn't get my mind right
Drowning in my tears at night
blinded by the lime light ou ou

You are the way the truth

waiting by the back door
Saw London rain wash out a Brooklyn night
I've seen Copenhagen fading in my mind

I'm lost, I'm lost from finding
Is what you

your flowers, now I get 'em by the dozen, they ain't believe in me (me)
Rich spill, Louis V, Chrome Heart and Tom Ford
Couldn't afford a watch, now I

dispatch your saints
One by one, until nothing remains

hassan
Turma é lights out everboydy down 

Saint german 

Nunca dei pra bom vivan
Meu people diz que eu tou trancado 
Não quero bater no teu fã 
Sou velha

burn my name in cigarettes

Plagued by the body, holy and unscathed
Forgive me father, for I have misbehaved
Crafted like a weapon, unable to disengage

I'm not a saint,
I'm just a man who's 
stuck in consequence,
Waiting while the world 
just passes by,
But still I try,
To find the courage,
So this

shouldn’t judge an engine by the car’s chipped paint
Baby, I’m a fighter in the robes of a saint
Pull me through your fire but I feel no pain
I’ll be

by shadows tail,
Grip like led it follows,
Innocence can't fail.
Night has struggled in,
Lovers separated.
They are you and I.

Could this be what it

a saint
I'm the wise words I only took in part
Curse my stubborn heart