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into a flame A whispered word The wind blows nearer I desire refreshment brought by rain Unsure I tread at first slowly But as faith grows my steps get
liquidation Tortured and starved, innocent experiments Stripped down and carved up or gassed to death The last hour, I smelled the flowers Flashbacks
Hey Beautiful, how are you tonight|It's been six weeks now, that I've been gone|Wish you were by my side|I'm a ship lost out at sea|You're
sikhzer, droit comme à six heures Trois points, switch et on s'replace comme les Sixers Crois point d'snitch, si t'es pété fais un feat seul Vois
awakening||They never stop to listen, they'd rather pass us by|They never really cared to notice we were alive|So in this final hour, we say our last
you for hours It's been years since we were born We were perfect when we started I've been wondering where we've gone All your life is such a shame All
you gotta get a list And it goes a little something like this 6 In tha morning gotta make his routes Gotta drive around the whole damn town Doesn't
cried, there's no where to run to, no where to hide, tossed to the side, access denied, 6 million died for what? Yo a mans shot dead in his back Helpless
keeping track By marking X's on our mats And this is how it all began On our first campaign to the Fatherland The jet lag landed after hours
Your honor he is guilty, but we don’t call it sin He sealed his fate at six years when he let Luke Kelly in Before he knew of punk rock he could sing
the fallen towers The Tortured death of every hour And at the toll of the final bell You lead the righteous down to hell When all the world is dead by dawn
of the world as we know it. It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine. Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers. Slash and burn,
from me kept pouring in and scathed the skin where you had been laying only hours before and all the covers still were ruffled by the weight
Wait until the day says it's closing, and public is put away. Write by the light of a pay phone your list of "I meant to say". Like "Winter comes too
Now six hours later I was there for you but where you lost Powder Blue Hay hay Oh hay hay Hay hay hay And there was still no way Love all for love
it's all in the family Seen around her worst, that's the best Five hour combos on the phone, get some rest Wakeup call, have a nice day By the way, did
Sliding sideways nitrous in the canister Heads up you don’t want to see this Avert your eyes it’ll leave you speechless We gon drive by, get your pieces
the president its Trump don’t forget he impeached Abuse of power and obstruction of the congress for weeks Shit they had the evidence that could prove that he did
in the world! (We've got) Another day, another week, and one more year goes by. Would you just please make up your mind? Well, don't wait
Forever and ever We'll make the best endeavors To give you our power Toward the zero hour Begin the countdown We are all ready 9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1
The number of daily reported Covid-19 cases has risen by a quarter, according to the latest UK government figures. There have been 6,178 corona virus
Dancing crazed and forgotten; Six halls One heart. One million ways to hold onto silhouttes. Ignored by tattered lips, broken calls. It's
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