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happening still
Happen still

Na na na

I'll be expected to run
But I cannot be aware
When I see the signs it's no more fun
Longing care raising dares

When

the forgotten sons of the black women who are still haunted by the images and video footage of their murdered sons whose deaths were nothing more than a hash tag

We're falling to pieces
And the cracks are getting bigger 
All eyes are closed 
And all hearts are shut
No hope or empathy 
No more room for love

As if

goes by but there no signs of his mind expanding

Nick can't trip
Nick can't trip
Nick can't trip

Walk the night away from 278th place
Find a park

pathway guided by thorns
Marked now by the lives you’ve torn
I’ve lost feeling there’s nothing left
My life is yours no more
Your pathway guided by thorns

Valdr Galga

Thyrfing

Valdr Galga

I know that I hung in this tree
All of nights nine
Wounded by the spear, given to myself
Enlightened I'll become
No horn they upheld, nor handed me

The Sound of Silence

The Drummonds

When You Wish upon a Star

2000

the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

The Trammps

Soul Christmas With the Trammps

2008

that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"

in
Tuning up just before the last call
Still digging up the old stuff
No signs on the wall

By the time he got in
He was walking, talking, chilling

Lord die tryna reach 'em
They care more about how much I leave 'em
Where'd I leave it?
I hope I left more of an impression
And all of my blessings for
My

she'll come by and pay him next week
Yeah oh, and while you at the store
Don't let him forget my little snuff, no
The doctor said to stop dippin'
But Lord,

Hoover Street

ScHoolboy Q

Oxymoron [LP]

2014

I got that work, fuck Labor Day, just bought a gun
Fuck punching in, throwing rocks, no hopscotch
Bet my 9 milli hit the right spot
Bang, last

breeze
She found a way
To Liberate

And no more sons
And no more daughters
And no more knowledge
Only certainty

Where we lived
And made our mark

'Cause a nigga keep getting off
Slowly but more deadly
Fuck it if niggas want it
My nine then bring empty

Uh, I don't kill niggas no more
Now I kill

pursuit of honor was so mighty
A father of three sons, called Noah, appeared
Inspired by god and religious
Rescued from all that wanted flesh
Flying with

All my fathers die while i'm still young, joke's on me
No more love stays awake so long, joke's on me
How much heartache I can take is measured by my

a wild ride 
 There is no place I would rather be 
Than by your side   
And a Love As Big As The Sky 

A Love As Big As The Sky 
A Love As Big As The Sky

definition
Everything I do is high definition
You might experience side effects from these rhymes
Sign this waiver right by the dotted line
And by the time you

hit my line on a night by yourself yeah
Hit my line on a night by yourself
Got my hand in the box like its mail yeah
Tell me you want more
In my bag I

I am surrounded by death and decay

The chairs are dying at an alarming rate
It is up to you to save them
No, I can't. I don't know how
Yes you can.

I wake up and I'm sleep deprived
It's the same when I look in your eyes
Look at the signs, it's the end of times
There's no loyalty, everyone's

Everyday bad news, more stress, morbid

Outrage, marches, picket signs protest

Politicians promise shit still the same bullshit 

Chorus 

All really know

patience from a paycheck
Getting paid to be checked
No more settling for less
Time to make a mess, East to the West
Generation Y, something different with

Australian will be quiet no more

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross
We must rise up before everything is lost
Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross