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I been running through the rain Trudging through the pain Head in the game Still ain't nothing change When they say I got that flame Gassing up my
trudging So i'll keep trudging So i'll keep trudging So i'll keep trudging So i'll keep trudging So i'll keep trudging So i'll keep trying To make you love
are, and we know what we know Me and my dogs keep on stepping, trudging through the snow Here we go Me and my dogs keep on stepping, trudging through
such a load Trudging down the lonesome road Look down, look down that lonesome road Before, before you travel on True love, true love, what have I
trudging up a bunch of mountains Rootin tootin for no teams Diving in or out youth fountains This my f it list This my f it list This my f it list This my f
such a load Trudging down the lonesome road Look down, look down that lonesome road Before, before you travel on True love, true love what have I
right) Alchemy is dead and so am I Unless you make The Philosophers Stone (I'm sick of trudging thru the mud) (Can someone up there just give me light!?)
Footsteps walking Passing briefly Touch my shoulder We are trudging Forward passage Passing briefly Footsteps walking Always moving Touch my shoulder
She walked out one morning with her father's rifle in her hand She walked on the water and she started trudging on the sand Oh where does she fit in
to a crawl So, I'm trudging on Blindly im trudging on I spend my life indoors I regret being born I carry much too much in hand I'm still not much of a man I
why do they all die so young With moon lit eyes and blood in their lungs, oh Just come back the day is almost done And the sick are trudging home after
Bumper to bumper Got a lot of road rage Counting down the minutes Trudging through the day Man I'm getting sick of this Got to get away I have been working
As if I don't get enough of this Another day spent trudging all the shit I'm sinking and I have no other wind Might as well say that I'll never win
Monument the echo of Our cries From dust does one come And to dust we all return A man is born, he suffers Then he dies All we are is trudging onward All we
of fear Rise to the loss of time Apocalyptic Chaos, the enemies besiege us Trudging through battle, we must Rise Taken aback, surrounded Through billowing
trudging through like a junk punk peasants Yea Run some cadence I be trudging through like a drunk punk peasants Yea Kundus very wet I be butt naked yea
of toting, such a heavy load Trudging down, that lonesome road Look down, look down Look down that lonesome road Before you travel on (True love, true
of toting, such a heavy load Trudging down, that lonesome road Look down, look down Look down that lonesome road Before you travel on (True love, true
Weary (of) toting, such a (heavy) load Trudging down, the (that) lonesome road Look down, look down That lonesome road Before (before) you travel
Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town That they forgot to close down
Trudging across the tundra Mile after mile Trudging across the tundra Right down to the parish of st. alphonzo
Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town That they forgot to close down
Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench Where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town That forgot to close down Armageddon -
to play Got no (Time to play) They be calling on the phone Tryna get me out this hole I just wanna stay Trudging through this messy haze Cleaning out my
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