Lyrics:
in your chest when you close the blinds
Repose in time
And you tell yourself you're fine
But you
Sabotage the things you love the most
a lover's part
Though the cold and brutal fact is
You and I have never met
We need not mind convention's P's and Q's
If we put our thoughts in practice
We can
thing I know it's a wrestling match
And that's me, yeah, that's me
In the middle of what matters most
Fathers, sons, and the Holy Ghost
Open hearts
happiness
Drift outwards with the tide
On the dunes
On the dunes
(homicide on the dunes)
It wasn't fair
It's brutal there
On the dunes
Pretty boats
Sweeping
of the baby boom
And before the beginning of an era in gubernatorial rhetoric
The rules of death and brutal attack while most men rise from the sick
felt the pain
But you took it like a woman
Ya thought you had your Mr. Right but he was really Mr. Hyde
Ya gave him your most precious gift, you
brutal road in the Kentucky gap
Its a long brutal road in the Kentucky gap
Most dont make it
There in there for life
Scraping pennies looking for their
(So expensive!) (Who cares?)
Here we are at the most expensive sushi restaurant in Japan (mm!)
And now we're at Tokyo Disneyland
And now we're in
and watched my happiness
Drift outwards with the tide
On the dunes
On the dunes
(Homicide on the dunes)
It wasn't fair
It's brutal there
On the dunes
question or debate"
Most of what we know as art is the projection of a faith
A product of a Pontiff for the election of a saint
A gift from the red for
his shoulders
And Keith Lee do flips despite being a boulder
Pro wrestling is better than your favourite sport
Unless your favourite sport is pro
So choose the way you pay back
The most brutal revenge
Brutal revenge has begun
Liberty dream has forced you to run
Escape from reality
Deform your
never see such arms again in wrestling or in love."
And all his virtues burning in the smoky Holocaust
She took unto herself most everything her lover
across the desert
I am the one who will not die
I have faced the demons of our most desperate moments
I have been the one to defend our pride
I have
head and heart were full of inexpressible light
Soon he would be confronted by the friend that we most fear
Asleep on holy ground he lay
deceitful
obituaries and even one of these
Concerns the brutal slaughter of one old Miss Emma Keyes
The police have got their man, they're sure, he never left the scene
Wrestling with ghosts
From the man I loved the most
Afraid to get too close
Fighting like the devil just to outrun
The stories that brought us here
Good evening, Helen
This is Tom Bauers from the news
The most trusted voice of Channel 10
At least that's what they used to say
Who knows if they
Just another walking ghost
A repast for might unknown
The forest shifts beneath my static form
A most voracious curse of old
And in this place I feel
These are desperate times
That breed the most evil of men
When they rise to power
That’s when the fun begins
Like a curse from God (start running)
rap, I'm wrestling with the jug dealers
Trying to get up the trap
See the shit that I seen, most niggas a rat, see the snakes in that grass, alligators
brutal ways to die
The greed of men has led to death by selfish virtue
Taking pride in genocidal rites, a badge of horror
But the most egregious of these
head left to rot and die
The next act of brutal torture is the iron tourniquet
Then pull out the bone saw for some more torture
In the most bizarre
a lover's part
Though the cold and brutal fact is
You and I have never met
We need not mind convention's P's and Q's
If we put our thoughts in practice
We can
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