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700 · Killing Joke · Killing Heidi · The Killing Tree · Killing the Dream · Killing Miranda · The Killing Cure · Rosco Gordon & Killing Floor · Pain Teens · House of Pain · Killing Joke · Miles · Thirteen Miles Down · Miles Wesley and Chance Perez · Miles Davis / Bob Dorough · Lil pain · Lil pain ft D-m · Minister of Pain · Smoke (Field Mob) ft. T-Pain & Trae tha Truth · Taio Pain – and 101 other artists »
Another 700 Miles [EP] (3 Doors Down) · Another 700 Miles [EP] (3 Doors Down) · Another 700 Miles [EP] (3 Doors Down) · A Thousand Miles Away/500 Miles to Go (The Heartbeats) · Original Album Classics (Round About Midnight/Milestones/1958 Miles/Porgy & Bess/Miles (Miles Davis) · Miles 'n' Miles EP (Turk Tresize) · Miles and Miles of Texas (Asleep at the Wheel) · Four Generations of Miles: A Live Tribute to Miles (Jimmy Cobb's Mob) · Miles and Miles (Stephen Jerzak ) · Miles and Miles (Stephen Jerzak ) – and 90 other albums »
The sky is on fire burning black gold Eyes of the west turn to east Driven by greed and an urge to destroy Merciless killing your own Slave
Killing machines crying In raising fear they're hiding Where do we go now? So where is the way? When I'm a million miles from home Traveler in Time
This, this is brought to you By the K-1, Emergency Broadcasting System In the, in the event of an actual emergency You will be told to fall out S.I.
Blackness, tell your bitch to fall backwards Fuck a hood pass--my shit's for all-access Killing tracks like this we call practice Any bullshit y'all twist
orbit in Personal changes opportunity's keep pouring in Walking like I'm Carradine, don't know when the show will end Hundred miles n' running, singing
why I stole cars before I could write cursive Thousand miles from being rich, stuck on my grind Try to sale nickel bags like Louie Baton I'm young,
while I'm playing these games Surprise, motherfucker like I'm caught killing your name It's so funny how I hurts but I'm not feeling the pain I'm
the killing Got a puncture in my lung, tell em gimme penicillin Fingertips ain't got no feelin, pain-killin, gimme codeine Don't let me vomit up my guts,
Alright, I got a bunch problems throbbing in my noggin that ain't stopping me You pooping slugs from your glock on your block I'm staring killing sprees
of the great magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an unexplained lone beacon far below the miles