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Voice of the Soul

Dokken

Erase the Slate

1999

Can you see the soul / through a window in your mind
Can you see the darkness that was left me over time
Bordering on sadness / no tranquility
Look

trapped within clasped hands
Thoughts beyond grasp of man
Means one more night to drink 'ock
One more sec my cell's unlocked
I watched for days as his wrist

a concussion
I have a concussion
I have a concussion
I have a concussion

Central nervous system
I'm a fucking victim
Damage wont be fixed
My brain cells are

dans Splinter Cell
Guette la vista
vision comme dans Splinter Cell

Splinter
Cell
Splinter
Cell
Splinter
Cell
Splinter
Cell

Ce monde est toxique, raf de

rays constantly hovering above

I'm not your definition, no
And my present is a hurricane of self-reflection
And I'm totally unqualified for

To know if all's what it seems
Rays in the distance
Over the brae
Currents of shining
Threads guide the way
Seen from all corners
Golden in hue
Towering

some hoes came to my door, and asking some shit, I know there some spy’s from the oops
They got me locked up in the cell
Cuz I be on my man Camry ride in

lying by myself in a prison cell
I fell asleep in heaven and I woke up in hell, oh no
Oh no

Well Ray and me would've gotten on just fine
If it wasn't for

talking ki's like Ray Charles
Rack 'em up, pool table full of 8 balls, yeah

I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone (yeah)
I'm selling dope, straight

talking ki's like Ray Charles
Rack 'em up, pool table full of 8 balls, yeah

I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone (yeah)
I'm selling dope, straight

Bitch I been gettin' paid
I invented the wave
Got some bitches on my line
And they go both ways
Cell phone booming juging
Tryna catch these plays

Aye damn uh Cell
New coupe I- uh
What the fuck
Hold on new coupe I- yeah
Damn that boy fucking up, Cell
Okay I finally caught it
New coupe push it

Grab the keys to the BM hit the homies on the cell sit it down got a story to tell
Listen just listen
Grab the keys to the BM hit the homies

Alice's Restaurant

Arlo Guthrie

The Best of Arlo Guthrie

1977

doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the 
Restaurant, in the bell tower with her husband Ray and Facha, the dog

And livin' in

I got a ray gun in the box they need to free em out that cell

Feel like jonny Test I'm dogging shit
I might just dog yo bitch
I feel like Michael

caught the case
And now he stuck up in that cell, I hope he tryna pray
It got me singing like Ray Charles, don’t see no sunny days
I’m like Usain, this so

Little things- Green things
Coloured circles- piercing rays
Little things- wall to wall
Connect the dots- remain unseen
Cell to cell- maze to maze

on, but I gotta step light
Feel like ice around the corner
One slip and I'm a goner
Handcuffs and cell bars slam tight
But I gotta do me, one day I'll

a ray of light 

I need somebody come on, don't tell me it's over, it's over 
And don't you leave me alone my passion need lover, lover 
I sick your

The mist is thin
The dawn is now
You can feel it pouring in as much as you allow
My cells disperse
I'm all but air
We can see the first, the truth

feel my Knees
I made a cake in my cell on my B'Day turnin' 23
I gave dem bastards hell no way in hell that they forgetting me
They love me I done came up

like THUGGER, Future, JID all the way who here to stay
Maybe Ray
I got laptop rap and a couple things to say
Imitation is flattery and so I emulate
Bars

Grabbed my cell, bit my cigar and then rolled down the window
Contacted Stony Brook and Roberts
Told them we got it in ten ?, yo Ray Ray signed it
Now we

Came a long way from fucked up in that cell brushing my grill wit that Cool Wave
I was riding with shots, D'Usse
Spin niggas shit, Blu-Ray
You get