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Singing songs of loss You can't refute The cold hard truth Is never warming up Singing songs of light A battle cry Have we sung too soon? Were we
of us must hate something This won't be easy Won't be easy for anyone So choose a side Refute the atheist Rebuke the religious Refute the xenophobe Refute
to a means I refute dragging feet Avarice makes quite the bedmate While surely seeking spice And refuses that it was coalesce and yearning As the teasing
Pain only seems to silence You don't know where confusion is Awake or refute in a timely fashion These are the laser wins, psych How many holes
and tell That he's no longer able to deny or refute 50,000 voices rising every time he'd sing And every word he ever wrote reflecting back to him How
watchin, it's too late now to refute, Nightly fever you can't refuse, masturbation blues. (Every line is sang twice)
hand is false majesty I feign affection, refute the true story Dispute with creation, the lie is my glory I care for no-one, my gospel is death For me
We snuck into cemetery / you and I on Halloween! Ghosts are real, we will see / can’t refute on Halloween! Trees shuffle in the night / path is lit
Profession of faith to persecute From heaven a voice, journey refute Falling to the ground To arise without sight Holy Spirit fill, Falling scales from smite
refute You can tell everybody that
perfect unity On my left hand is false majesty I feign affection, refute the true story Dispute with creation, the lie is my glory I care for no one, my
Hear the cry that's long been mute, Silence now we shall refute. Rising up to make it right, Bringing darkness into light. [Verse 2] Behind the sermons
You can't refute it, I'm the frontrunner Fuck around and you will feel the thunder All these eyes on me Po-po' and opps ain't nothin' to a G You
I left my mojo left my mojo In my favorite suit, yes I did, yeah She left a stain, left a dirty stain in my heart I can't refute, oh I can't, no I
be the one to refute your claims See I'm bound by the time I own Not burned by an empty grave
step away False Judas You lose us In between the lines of your nursery rhymes False Judas I will refute us You're no friend to me Pseudo-concocted
Vulture eyes World's demise Transcend bliss Comes with a kiss What's he like? Burdens bright? Refute, denial Behind a counterfeit smile Your vulture
allegations Brainwash those who idolize With a harlots kiss You'll pay for this Please dont miscalculate My will to refute fucking claim With a harlots
All disputes aside Refutes still decide I have yet to try it Taking it in stride (All so nervously while trying to stress) Acts I've earned
on a fifties sound. They're wearing bomber flights and combat boots, Skater pants and sixties suits. In a lifestyle that's hard to refute, It's a modern
need a five gear book on the good times In the houses of ill refute Different strokes for different folks There ain't no substitute no oh oh Chorus So
Now this melody's a healer It's got my baby in a fever And I hope it gets the better of you With this Morricone music There's no way you can refute
don't feel it's right Letting go seems fine Just always know I'll respect you Your blinded by your choices And that I can't refute Listen to internal
To an ancient contract Attacked Becoming a lack A husk A pillaged cache Oh, and you! Can't get at it Can't get at it Can't get at it, to refute it Make like
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