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the blues is weighting my poor heart down, just like a ball and chain. People I once had a good wife, but those days are passed by. People I once had a good
weighting heavy on your mind [Chorus:] Requiem Bring the dissident from slumber Requiem Raise the rebel from his grave Requiem Sound the revolution's
& the dark In the end every spark just fades away Wait til tomorrow more of the same Wait til tomorrow more of the same Weighting Shine a light, shine a light
Weighting over ten feet tall Feet of clay, head of gold Middle made of cannon balls Rumour has is swallowed whole Mineral, without a soul
There was a time There's nothing to give Shelter from the storm I was in And when it all got too heavy You carried my weighting to give I needed
You feel the weight of the world, And your back's are not that strong! Can you carry a tune or is the weighting forever so long?! Do ya freeze
Weighting over ten feet tall Feet of clay, head of gold Middle made of cannon balls Rumour has is swallowed whole Mineral, without a soul
gone Everyday the pressure rises, weighting like a stone Till I shout out, everyone, let me funk alone! My name is number I lost my slumber I live in
Circling graves until I lay in them myself Can I stay around? Just hold my body down Two times past the gates, in Clouds of doubt Dead weighting Sunk
Came up i'm searching i'm looking all over now I pour out i switch up i do this shit out of love Damn my teeth are weighting lower bitch i'am sober
dose of poison Torn between weighting down Sick euphoria, sickness and euphoria Never feeling just the one Sick euphoria, sickness and euphoria Slow
can't tell a lie, 'Cause you lie within. The sun's up, And the surfs fine; But there's something weighting on your mind; The sun's up, And the surfs
that's weighting on Jasper I've never popped a bottle, but I've fucked a couple models in Europe Yup, and a couple of them swallowed Meet me half way,
that's weighting on Jasper I've never popped a bottle, but I've fucked a couple models in Europe Yup, and a couple of them swallowed Meet me half way,
the same Nigga's still hating Critics still weighting Said that I'd change my ways and start catching these cases But never said that I would stop
That grows around your feet And you let us in for weighting tables Like we live to feed and not to eat (But we get a seat) Three points and the livings
Uh, I'm the lightest I've been Weighting on my shoulder blades but I digress Uh, I'm the the leanest I've been Five percent beef but I digress Uh,
And I just don't wanna hurt ya It's weighting down on me It's weighting down on me It's weighting down on me and not you And I just don't wanna hurt ya
not have fled My heavy anchors will be weighting me down Till I paint my sails in red I'll never tell you why I keep my secrets in the box You know
and hands sunken in asphalt Weighting in paid human scraps Infernal attack came from the air Enola Gay The river of molten faces Is sweeping all with its long
Like ships in stormy weather We crash into each other Weighting scars made of gold Before I go insane Let’s try to dry this Soaking bed of rain
Zero the chances of your salvation Override this you must fight back Ever watching and weighting what you see Disconnect the lie from your mind I
wasting it And I'm tryna hold it close Riding away it seems It's already weighting on me Honestly I'm tryna overthrow And they all just pray to see The sky
the real Even that I don’t trust Prove me it’s not just paint Eyes weighting on my back Like you wanna know X-raying any of my moves Hoping to understand
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