Lyrics:
You can see how the body has been transformed
By the genetic restructuring of the Flood infection
The small creatures carry spores that cause a host
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Baby should I ring the bell
Flowers and some chocolates
baby are you feeling well
Maybe I should leave
Was it greed or a need
I feel
""I close my eyes and slip away And long for change within the air Hope fills my soul I realise I have the sky under my feet Sun up above I am
can help put an end to by
Joining in the "end hand gun violence week"
which is october the 25th to the 31st and there will a rally in
Your city, please
the hollow of Thy hand
Keep me safe till the storm passes by
When the long night has ended and the storms come no more
Let me stand in Thy presence
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Seventeen has turned thirty-five
I'm surprised that we're still livin'
If we've done any wrong
I hope
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Seventeen has turned thirty-five
I'm surprised that we're still livin'
If we've done any wrong
I hope
queen
I really hope one day we learn from all our crooked ways
Cause yesterday is done but tomorrow has yet to come
I play the hand I’m dealt and when
(well)
Could it be your love life like mine
Needs a helping hand? (well)
You need love like I do, don't you?
Girl, I can tell by the way you look
When I'm
stopped breathing I still believe I should try
Maybe a boat in search of lost treasures will pass by.
'Cause the fleet of hope is so pretty
When she's
It's lying information for clickbait
By used us for monetizing with ads of everywhere
Things just happens
Things just happens
But I got to keep my hands
be thrown out the band
Cause honestly
I don't want to be surrounded by crowded hands
but I need thousands of fans
To be able to stamp all my plans
No
Not one more doggone day
Everyday has been an uphill climb
Keeping my hopes a float
Judging from your silence boy
You must be in the same boat
boss
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has
kids by twenty-nine
And a big house by the hill side
Love me
Trust me
We hold hands til midnight
I don’t really care about her love life
Her high dress
Anyways, this song was written by our friend Glen Shirley
Um, hope we do your song justice Glen, we're going to do our best
Inside the walls of prison my
(woah)
Oh slowly and surely we'll make it back by sunrise (ha, ha, sunrise)
Woah (ha, ha, sunrise)
And our day starts again, 19th of June
Greenery
me in them hand locks
Dirt poor nigga, I had to go kick rocks
Ain't no free bro, they want me to stay locked
Ha ha ha homicde
The hood would leave you
sound
she better hope, that you better mind
mix me over my, debt (left,let?) be wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide! (whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!)
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But now all that's left is hope
The boats have all sailed in
And left us here on this dock again
Fate has left us here somehow
I'll hold your hand
And the body hits the ground
The impact surely has an effect
Oh, f**k, I placed my hand on his head
Told him I was sorry that I didn't read his text
And didn't
Hen Hen Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
These frightened sheep had to be silent
Waiting to be slaughtered by sinful hands
In the confusion of twilight
someone's child
To someone somewhere she's the light in their world
She has hopes and dreams
No matter how small she seems
She has a name, a history
She is
will hear the song
Song of joy, of love, of hope
Your voice, yes real
Time to reveal!
Raise hands,
Light's flare!
We do,
We share!
Dark spaces are
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