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on gloves to lay tenderly
The slipping on gloves to lay
Slipping on gloves

Slipping on gloves
Gloves, gloves
Slipping on gloves

I'm dying
Is it

I'm tryna' lay up on the beach, tell baby sit back
Practice what you preach, this preach is what I teach
Keep them leeches below feet, don't show um

All I need is a lighter and some haze
So I can chill, lay back and relax and smoke nice
All I need is a lighter and some haze
That's how I feel,

Lately I've been tryna stay afloat
Feel the fire dying in my soul
Down and out I'm hazing
Drowning out I'm hazy
In the life I'm chasing

Pray for

I’ve been craving
Warmth of body
Somatic lovely touch
Your presence by me
I just wanna lay with you
I just wanna lay with you
Oh though you might say

"O bury me not on the lone prairie"
These words came low and mournfully
From the pallid lips of the youth who lay
On his dying bed at the close

only him
Who's not carried by the wind
Different doctrines and deceptions
Strange beliefs and ones perceptions
Secret knowledge and opinions
Speak

Dying Day

Gin Wigmore

Holy Smoke

2009

Lay down your broken head
I can see you cry away your life
Fall like you fell from grace
Soft, but sweetly say
This is my dying day

And if you

with
Powers that I can't define. I was surrounded by those clamping vines
You saw a flower that was damned and dying
Sprinkled Holy Water on it so it's

down in Hell, boy
I'm dying by myself
Laying six feet deep

Six feet deep
Yeah, I'm up to my neck
I got nothin' but these beans
And the coke on my desk

Stand Up

Lil Jon

Urban Legend [Clean]

2004

of the saga
The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala
Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow
And that's the end checkmate, game over, I

Give me anything they can get me high
Need anything they can get me by
I lay awake at night and I just stare up at the ceiling
I got existential crisis,

have it
And I got my Uzi, raging shit in traffic
Lay low, lay low, want smoke, them bullets matching

I was boolin' with my ratchet, hoping I won't have

my mind
Imagine dying at 30
But buried by 80
Does it make me sound crazy?
Maybe
If my dreams died and lay em all to rest cuz I was playing
If I just

Brownsville Girl

Bob Dylan

Knocked Out Loaded

1986

pulp
As the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square
I want

myself but that
Guy had been placed on a shelf I
Had to keep surviving even when I felt like dying

From the top of the mountain to the valley seems
So far

to get away from you
But when I'm gone, I wanna lay with you
Hey ya, hey ya
You stress me out like it's your day job, day job
I need some time to get away

Streets of Laredo

Hank Williams, Jr.

Ballads of the Hills and Plains

1965

linen as cold as the clay
I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
These words he did say as a police stepped by
Come side down beside me and hear my

lay on its side it was washed up by the early tide
I wonder how it died
Down by the river

Down by the river
Down by the river
Silver fish lay on its

put all of my effort into making sure you right
So you can go to bed while I lay awake at night
Why you my dying light, like a star
Girl you know I

It's a sleepless night
I'm wide awake but yet I dream you're by my side
As you lay there, like a feather
And it feels so divine
That you can hold

I don't know
We could change the pattern 
Or let that Venus grow  
What lay between us is a scorched earth so break my bones 
What lay between us is

nigga mash the Impala
Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow
And that's the end checkmate, game over, I'll holler
Pimp, telling you partner,

A Dying Vine

Sylosis

Monolith

2012

A separation 
A dying vine

Death was but a dream
But how quickly dreams become reality

Denied

Drained of all belief
Planting a seed of weakness