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Silver Palomino

Bruce Springsteen

Devils & Dust

2005

Me and my dad had to blowtorch the thorns off the prickly pear 
And mother, your hand slipped from my hair 

Tonight I wake early the sky is pearl,

on either side got me bleeding with no end
She got roses, roses, roses in her hands
She holds em by the thorns, she holds em by the thorns

I got Roses,

The Winter ; Death Is Like The Fall
Breeding Of Next Terminator Believers Generation
By The Thorn Within Merciful Hands Of Your God!

Choose Your Own Style

with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I

Fine combs made of jade
To ornament and weave it

I lived a life of pleasant sorrows
Until the real deal came
Broke me like a twig in a winter gale

out? spin
Control your poison, bcbe
Roses have thorns, they say!
And we're all gettin' hosed
Tonight spear coat

What's going on on the floor?
I love

the dew
(Of morning, in ye twilightland of old)
Abiding teardrops borne by thorns,
thine fragments I twine true
(In mourning, stream adorned in rage untold)

bigger

Transition from a negative balance to seven figures
My life is a twister
The more I give her, the quicker the storm simmers
Thorns in hands blister

it's all manipulation
Thorn beds like Greta, planted by them
Campaign for them, what's heard next is the people's heard
When they bow to Greta's wishes

the brute that ravaged free
In slight hands beauty weeps
Conquest's deep methodical screwing
Hurt repeatedly
Like the world wound at his feet

Dirge Inferno

Times waiting, when winter will pass
Still You had plans formed from Your hands
Sorrows may come in seasons passing by
You've given me hope to carry

stratosphere turned dark; however,
the Western winds never stopped blowing.
All deceiving religions fall, we'll gonna close our hands,
and make our own way.

Tired of wandering aimlessly
Unsure of just about everything
I'll take the red pill traverse into this black forest
Life and death, existent hand in

Yeah oh
Dead of winter
Dead of winter
Dead of winter exploring together
Came across a valley hidden by the winter weather
Hope in your eyes when I'm

Blackout [Bonus Track]

Lupe Fiasco

Follow the Leader

2008

a ride
Just get in line
Hand by your heart
Like memorize
Ask God please
Could you energize?
Beam on up
To the Enterprise
From the inner-city

love in the summertime? 

and when i'm dead in a hospital basement 
and you're dying on the 13th floor 
i hope my spirit passes by your bedside 
for one

She takes a rest under the tombstone
Wounded by the thorns, hands are bleeding
Blood is slowly dripping on the ground
I can't feel the difference

and turn all your beauty to ashes
I'm a man of great pride, who won't be outdone
If you live for your flowers, you'll die by the thorns
So, Daniel rose up

behind some scrub in a winter cold land.

-I was thinking: she ought to be grown
in meadows blessed by the Sun
In my mind I saw the strong, hardliving Rose

noticed how
You'd say you loved me with a twisted brow
And hand me roses Full of stinging thorns
And watch me smile as my heart was torn
I paint my lips red

the last straw

Year started out with such lofty plans
One by one they slipped right through your hands
Limp to the finish thorn stuck in your paw
This year

with who I am
Back in high school
I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
(Woo) i did half a Xa, 13 hours 'til I land

better cold i make ya shiver. Nobody better. Mind the gage voice the trigger.

Dock Winters: [00:01:13] Nobody. Nobody. Huh? Si.

Dock Winters: [00:01:19]

Tears in the night of my winter
You are a summer rain
Pour in the color and warmth
Rinse out the pain
Used to the cold and the shiver
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