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to the revolution.)

Jesus was a rebel, a renegade, outlaw,
sanctified troublemaker, but He never sinned, naw
And He lived His life by a different set of Rules

My father mourns the good ol days,
He hopes that some old traditions stay,
My father laments the good days gone,
Closed eyes he sings a sean-ós song

she killed me
My father, he ate me
My sister, she mourned me
Her teardrops so salty
All my bones she gathered
As they did lie scattered
Buried them

Down on freestreet
Buried six feet down

In a one horse -
Carefully locked door town

Where no one ever comes around
There ain't nothing there to be

November
Searching for parking by the harbor on the north shore
Step out freezing from the car open your door
Hold you buried in my chest

Keep your

I find myself bloody with no one else involved
Where the body's are buried by the moors out in the fog
I've lived through the spears, the soldiers,

plays a song for me to sing

If you let me, dear indocile king
It’s time for me to leave
This neverending scene
As I am no longer bothered by what could

king
The king of fools

I played my song and I made her cry
Though I was old she made me younger
I buried decades of my life
To feel her youth and feed

one by one.

Kill your master.

Dilate.
This madness is growing,
plastic bloodline is showing.
Siren song
For mutilation.
Cut cut cut
No recognition

we buried underground
Never forget everything in a cycle 
Six thousands years of history in the bible
Blood of my blood flesh of my flesh
Connected by

Reveals the forbidden truths
It makes the forest sing

The wind blows from the south, it blows from the south
It brings the children's songs, it brings

been through it all
They praying for my down fall
I know with your son by my side
Ama prove em wrong
Sending a prayer through this song
I hope you hear

Milk and honey in their heads
Dreaming of a candy land
Children's sorrow, hidden well
Drowned out by a gospel song
Trouble hid behind the veil
Lost in

You took my past and my pain
You buried them in the grave
You've given me a new name
I'm changed
You never left me the same
I hear the freedom bells

Girl, you've been gone for so very very long
Glad you didn't find me
When I think of you
I sing a little song
Army Of Me [Bjork]
I knew it had gone

There are bones in your yard, graves left unmarked
Hollowed out intentions, you dreamed up in the dark
Sometimes death whispers, she calls you by

working here
I know the song coming from the overhead speakers
I wanna know what love is I want you to show me
My mother sneaks a white oblong pill–buried

Ric Flair

Killer Mike

PL3DGE

2011

to heaven in a Porsche 911
Buried in my car, I'm surrounded by a harem
Surrounded by my brethren, my funeral is legend
Buried like a Pharaoh with my jewelry

I've thought about him three times a week since that day
And my goal by the end of this song
Is for you to do the same

You'll think
Hey, hey, John Gower

We are sinking deeper and deeper. 
Buried under the enormous weight of darkness
my wistful screams resound within the endless halls of dying hope.

house
And soon you’ll be buried alive
I’m the spirit of death, I’ll take what I desire
The voices from my puppets are singing
Their songs of regret

Oh, the mountains and the peaks
Buried deep in winter's sheets
The sun is shining through the trees
The birds are silenced by the freeze
Every

Can you feel love going all thru the song
Can you feel like, like you’re all on your own
You just want to be
Buried so deep
Six feet under, but you

My dog has died
He's died a hundred times
He's buried in the yard
he won't get too far
Chasing his dreams
Run beyond his means
My dog has died
He's