Lyrics:
to stay this way
If only I would wait
The walk has all been cleared by now
Your voice is all I hear somehow
Calling out winter
Your voice is
Some blues are just blues, mine are the miner's blues
Some blues are just blues, mine are the miner's blues
My troubles are coming by threes and by
voices
Get away
I wanna get away
Get away
All these voices
They keep talkin' to me
Get away
So much back and forth with these voices
Annoyed by all
only you and I could tell
And it's not fair
It turns everything blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, blue
And I hear my voice
When it fades into yours
to me...
there is a sound on the other side of this wall
burning singing on the other side of this glass
footsteps concealed
silence is preserving the voice
Runnin blue
Runnin blue
Runnin blue
Living in the painted riffs
Thoughts of you they slowly drift
Miss the voice behind those lips
The gentle sway
All we get credit for is is gang activities dead or in jail
We’re strong then that, so let me be the voice to the streets
Blue balenciagas, n****s
Hands up Don't Shoot
Get your leg off my neck
Gun out my back
It's time for a citizen's arrest
Since you believe the color blue
Places me beneath
Just me and you girl just me and you
Just me and you girl just me and you
I love your cute little voice she like hi guys
Wishing on stars
Hear my voice where you are
Take a train, steal a car
Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me
Catch a plane, catch a breeze
On your hands,
I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun
I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun
Come back here, we can have some real
believe
In the sewing machine, I lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Colored-coded by the love he gave to me
Ah, his voice
It speaks
The dark sky sends a cold persistent rain
I'm inside but not by choice
With memories of the rhythm in these rooms
Once graced by your sweet voice
You
When the whole world seems wrong
just learn the words of a simple song,
of blue skies above,
be a troubadour and all is love.
When April
on in whether rich or poor
We got a lot of room can I presume
You were drawn here by a nom de plume
Don't you worry now
Cause this is such a lovely place
Blue-Eyed Undertaker (DMX Tribute)
Intro)
Uhh,
Its Mellow Passenger In This
Writing This With A Deep Sorrow In My Heart
For All The Fallen
The Blue Velvet Eye blinks for a while
And looking far ahead, it shows me the way
To reach the bottom and dig up the truth kept inside
And I hear voices out
the blue and pale room I'd follow
Through the faces and the traces of
Treasure I keep hearing inside me
Madmen throw their voices
From pretty boys
I got these voices in my head alright
I hear these voices in my head all night
I got some voices in my head for real, seeder
The voices by
years we thought she prayed, by the bed where he had laid
But we only could assume, what went on in Grandma's room
And in a voice so low and mild
She
your voice)
Translated by computer and edited by adam agonis
Tell me if you hear me
As I listen to you
Bring your answers to me
In this dark world
Oh,
It's a funny thing but you can sing it with a cry in your voice
And before you know it start to feeling blue you have no choice
Song sung blue
When voices from the future
Seem to come and go at will
I will be your servant
Your ever constant guide
When all is lost remember me
At rest here by your
slime (Slatt)
Yeah, on that, skrrt
Whole lot of drank by the boat-load
(Boat-load)
Whole lot of sticks by the car-load (Brrt)
No serial, chase no barcode
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