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guitar till our fingers bled
I can still here the crowds screaming in my head
We were dreaming big and reaching for the stars
Didn't know what we know now

pain

Mary I do another love
Another I love far better than thee
And another I will have for my wife
Then what have I to do with thee

For thou art

to the people
The Mother with the child at her breast
If I feel honor in our crest
It'll be due to my actions from when I wake up to when I rest

The Queen dons

I've seen it once, seen it a thousand times
Get your head out of mine
You said that you would be leaving soon
Why would you go? I've gotta leave this

by what you've said
Try to erase the words engraved in my head
And I have a blurry picture of what I've seen
I can't Remember at all what you've did

strange)

Päässä kevyt jyskytys
Ei paha, ei mahdoton

(Lightweight pounding, in my head
Not bad, not impossible)

Eilen tuli, oltua
Paikoin meno oli taatusti

I've got to see all corners with my own eyes
I love this world, I'm gonna make it mine

His kindness and trust
Was leveraged against him
His innocence

Beat me down
Hold my head and watch me drown
What the fuck
Stars shine
Brighter in the evening
I try
Harder when I'm bleeding
Break me apart
Break me

The selection is all that it will allow
Come separate the noise from the dirt right now

Displace the bodies with the fire of the witch king
Show me my lust

you

Wait darling
I'm sorry for what I said
It all went to my head
And I lost control

I don't want to be
A passer by
Of your life
I didn't expect
You

Be my last endeavor when stuck in the tracks
Put me on a journey down a wondrous path
Would you run away?
(Would you run away)
Or is there more to be

Che, woah
Hold on, hold on, are we moving straight or not? Wh, whatta fuck?
Shit i keep it floating even when storm is on my way
Running outta

the shape-shifting darkness we obsess
Rewind the words unsaid
Then pick apart the ones we did
Carry all the guilt and regret on our backs
With heads down in

cruisin', not racin
Riding by, we the ones that be bassin
We the ones with the woofers
Got that high vibration
Got them.. trunks rattling, pop trunk

GROWING UP
(Written by Paul Otten)

Head first
Down the halls of shy and awkward
I never would have made it one step
Without somebody like you

We

still connected by a silver thread?
Is the question that is still in my head
And I know I'm spiralling down now
And I'm ready to hit the ground

And you

We broke up months ago
I second guess letting you go
Cuz I still have those records in bed bottles of red
Still in my head
I thought by now I'd let

Spent six years
And talked it through
Still waited
Here I am
Still in my head
Just like you
Thought by now
There'd be a way
Out of this
Hell called

the darkness and the pain
I break from free the chains
And I'll find a way to rise again
The laws you've passed can't fix my head
It's the cruel reality of me,

the landlord and landlady
They say "do you want to play some tunes", I say "maybe", I say "maybe"
I wrote this little diddy, inspired by my mate Glyn
The worlds

And invent whatever our brains need
Then ascend
Can I land a hand to these rappers
Grab as ceramic pan
And have it bang over their heads
Till they flow like

"aw what the hell? 
I'll just have a couple then I'll head my ass back home"

I hit them swinging' doors about half past five
cnd by eight o clock that

Blood stains everywhere
Red hands, maniac
Voices in my head
Heartbeat disappeared
I've come to realize that she's dead

The voices mumble

crossed a friend
Never been a set up bitch

Played with someone's head
Needing someone's hand
Reason why they got misled
Never been a witness
On a stand