Lyrics:
have spread The blackest of days Farewell my king You must rest your head I face an eternal winter Without you I will cease You were my idol I am your
past me in the snow
I kissed you once by a cigarette machine
As the club was about to close
But each time you looked different:
Your face, your body
the way home I'll be warm
Later on
We'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
hit me in my face
Every man gets his wish
Every man gets his wish
Your red Hawaiian shirt and
Your hair jet black
Hanging 'round with your friends by
Paul Gervaise picks up the Herald
And sees the face of Zelda Fitzgerald
She's part of the scene
Of life between the wars
The tropic sun is
I am Adolfo Pirelli
Da king of da barbers, da barber of kings
E buon giorno, good day
I blow you a kiss!
And I, da so-famous Pirelli
I wish-a
City subway
I spent hours and days searching the
Faces in the crowd for answers
I found my name in the signs
And my motivation in the lights
I filled my
kings gettin' paper
Count money gettin' high
Brick by brick, build the empire
I just turned the neighbor
Young kings gettin' paper
You don't
A bottle of white, A bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I--Face
Bankrupt and buried by war that is carried out
By messengers now
Was born here and married too young staring
The nose of the barrel down
Went milk
Kings Of Leon, on the player
Jamming, dancing, all the time
Such a swine, lips like wine
It don't matter to me no
You're so fine, come be mine
Time in
of The Lord winning souls
Don't be dismayed by them faces let'em stare
We don't conform we transform atmospheres
Moving in the power of the Holy Spirit
Standing
Quiet streams of life gone by
Roll down the face of lovers
And in the early morning tears
We cry into each other
Sew the thread of indifference
It
The king raises his sword, the king prepares his shield
A long time ago, the night was marked by fire
Fire burns everything, light in men’s desire
The fire
took the old man's gaze
Hopes of the young in troubled graves
I see no day, I heard him say
So grey is the face of every mortal
Oh-oh, people
the power of your Name
Holy Lord, take me in your arms
Lord Jesus, you are the King of Kings
You're my God, a Father and a friend
You give me life by
late night raving, bay vibes making, great high space ting, sail by tail spin, bare style snake skin, hair style stay trim, hear spice ""hail king"" hear
to see you lose control
Make the O-face for me, bounce your ass on me
Turn around, bust it open, that's a long story
Give it to you mad rough, baby,
speed meter, big speaker
(Give it to you raw like)
Give it to you raw like
Gold like Beijing, straight like Bering
Air Nike wearing, FaceTime dating
moments, most serious and urgent, to hail upon the face of most odious time, requiring replies most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
sound on it
Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh, whoa
I just been shinin' in rose gold
We in the street like hobos (wavy)
I'm having boogers,
There was a black swan outside the palace
It was appointed by the king
And people took it as a sign that he needed more time
But you said "I ain't
At the age of twelve years he first killed his man.
Fair Mexican maidens play guitars and sing
A song about Billy, the boy bandit king
How ere his young
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