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motherfucking Zen Deceitful as ever, she preaches forever Next day someone found her fucking dead What's up, motherfuckers? Rub my dick, I'll grant you wishes!
been stolen Switch that trust to my brodie who Preaches dtb 'cause dookie ain't trolling You don't have a clue but I can tell you ain't telling the truth
or as racist as Portugal Or as racist as any other racialist society on this earth The only difference between it and South Africa South Africa preaches
She want it so bad Circe the witch No water under bridges They chuckle while she preaches And she's there crying out cause there's no god And she's
Hot air preaches 'bout catastrophe Something that once was a memory Snatching off rooftops Messing with heads I'm down there nailed to by bed
Who spawns the dreams of desolation? We do... Who writes the epitaph of light? We do... Who lies and preaches condemnation? We do... Who clips
liking The preacher and the way he preaches and the way he preaches We are not practicing all that he preaches We are not practicing all that he preaches
packed up their bags and eloped In a suit on the seventh floor Satan preaches to the board Keeping the profits/prophets lining up It's always useful
All of them bitches See that girl who preaches Been told “love everyone” Bet she forgot someone Surrounded by riches Gone hunting for witches All
these lies It's time for you to come clean Heretics and leeches They know not what he preaches Heretics and leeches They know not what he preaches Oh I've
picket fences It's not all smiles and waves The preacher preaches on Sunday But what happens on Saturdays? Yeah, Jesus drank wine, I smoke pot
Wind coughs and preaches the End I asphyxiate, by this stench Deserted and mortal Caught in between Ceased! Clashed in the gates Exit's way in Now!
Wind coughs and preaches the End I asphyxiate, by this stench Deserted and mortal Caught in between Ceased! Clashed in the gates Exit's way in Now!
These teases Lords Thesis Wonderland of pieces lords thesis Hell-driven kings and pope preaches Lords thesis These teases Lords Thesis Wonderland
want to be And I can't grow preaches on a cherry tree Someday I'll find a new love But for you there can be no love For you can't be loved unless you
We all watch the drunken prophet fade Man of the cloth Perfect in God's eyes Saint among sinners Never done a wrong Preaches his verse Preaches
preaches to the fools around him He stands above cll of the blackness I see Dream another dream But save a dream for me Today what I become Tomorrow you
as ice He must be new in town He reeks of love cs he preaches to the fools around him He stands above cll of the blackness I see Dream another dream But
First there came a mass Brilliant lights of flash All across the president's skies As he sits and laughs He preaches non-conformity I don't
Would that all the love in the world Watch me through the night? You know, the preacher All he preaches is vanity Maybe, at last you'll see
noise Would that all the love in the world Watch me through the night You know the preacher All he preaches is vanity Maybe, at last, you`ll see
with the faces of a mother It's warm, uh What is it we're lookin' for if common sense is just the law And all my teacher preaches is maybe that
Here I find myself alone again Looking for you, looking for you And I think about the things you said Preaches of love, preaches of love Oh... oh...
Come forth my shepherd Or is that a drifter? I don't recognize him But he preaches on our land He knows that I'm angry Says he'll avenge me I think I
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