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24 hours to live...
24 hours to live...

Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains
of sand drop from the hourglass
It's how much time I got

Glory Bound

James Keelaghan

History: The First 25 Years

2013

picked in the second round
Cause he had the goods there was no denying
That boy was glory bound
One afternoon before a game
I stopped by Johnny's place

Take me by the hand and feel my heart beat faster
Open up your eyes and drown my sorrows in your soul
Drink up every drop and sing your siren song so

SAND OF TIME
Music by Slumber Sonic. Words by Iswardy

KEY Cmaj	

Intro: 	C 2x
	C F G 2x

VERSE
C				F  G7 G
Tis sand of time will stop somehow
C

What You Need Is Jesus

Public Enemy

He Got Game

1998

between the races
He hold the rock, call for sweatshops
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder, no room for the quitter
Game seven

Maybe I'm a fireman,
Saving babies,
Maybe I'm a local hero

Put me by a mirror,
For seven seconds,
For a while at least,
I will know

Que je suis un

What You Need Is Jesus

Public Enemy

He Got Game [Clean]

1998

between the races
He hold the rock, call for sweatshops
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops
The highest bidder, no room for the quitter
Game seven

I fell into that endless night
Without my faithful second sight
To see the arrows as they flew
And all of them went through and through
And in

Seven how you feeling today
Are you lost in maze surrounded by your pain
And again when you turn a corner
Dead end so you continue to wander
Scream

of gold
Sick and tired of fake impressions, are you taking notes?
Tell me that it ain’t too late
Friends from lovers by the second date
Moonless night

second day came a siren (Ohhhh)
This island, seeing the bullies flying
Choppas on the horizon, burning go check the climate (Ohhhh)
I think one day I wanna

spotting with deadly lights
vultures 
seeking carcasses
vultures 
looting battlefields

howls of sirens bring me back from apathy
searchlights spotting

spent
So you count the second minutes decades dwindle

Dwindle in the endless city

Noise never stops from the goons who won’t hesitate to
Rave

Hail Mary

Makaveli

The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory

1996

gettin' me by
Forever live, and I multiply, survived by thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin' with slugs

Peep the whole scene

around
The twelve gates were blown up by Fire
By Fire from Hell, by Fire of Death
Wings of Satan covered the cbyss Of
Cosmic Chaos
There is no Second Death

drownin
Kairo put a turbo on tha whip fuck
A police siren
180 ona dash we gon speed by em
I can't trust a bitch cuz they keep lyin
But ima give her dick

to break up now you know

This break up is now explained 
By plate tectonics

Rather than Wegener's concept of 
Continental drift

We are the 7

the last heart beating
Please scream to let me know you're breathing
Focus on the sirens you hear coming
Stay with me

I can't take one more second of this

When I wAs A little boy,
(When I wAs just A boy)
And my mother would cAll my nAme,
(When I wAs just A boy)
She'd sAy I hAd to be in the house by 7

Steps heavier than bombs
Wake our forefathers in catacombs

Somewhere a siren resonates
Even louder than seven trumpets

Soon enough
The rocket will

I see specters in my reflection, send me directly to corrections
The collective turns records to wreckage in less than several seconds
Triple sevens

made me fall
c kind of girl that every woman hate
Five-foot-seven of sweet siren's bait 
Men - can't take their eyes of her 
For me it's just a constant

Born in a Burial Gown

Cradle of Filth

Bitter Suites to Succubi

a tender legend of prey 
Parades Her second coming, now they're running afraid 

Spawned scorned, abhorred by the aerial 
She was the light of the world

in bed at night,
Trying to control body and soul.
Four seconds to breathe.
Hold for eight seconds more.
Release for seven seconds.
Repeat until sleep.