Lyrics:
on the ground
Oh, he might have went on livin' but he made one fatal slip
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
enough.
Pre chorus -
Holding the match to the fire.
While you keep screaming higher and higher.
How I I shouldn’t have met with Mariah.
You lit the fire.
gets pulverized
What's in love is now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the fucking match to light this fuse
The town bishop is
again
There's beauty in the silver singing river
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky
But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty
That
confused
Baby girl, I can't believe it
Make you find it the groove
I fi get in the mood
Body match to the rhythm
She said it's all for no
Said there's no
Beating heart of raw velocity.
Words paint high-octane escapade.
Vocals match asphalt-peeling intensity.
Ode to freedom's throttle.
Beating
through the caves
Ye long walks of Coole and Shades
Through ye woode, here may ye rest awhile
Handkerchiefs to match your tie
Let it roll
Let it
me
Drifting within the glow and the after-glow of the eve
And if that firelight, I could match the inner flame
Sacred ships do sail the seventh
through the caves
Ye long walks of Coole and Shades
Through ye woode, here may ye rest awhile
Handkerchiefs to match your tie
Let it roll
Let it
match
To get a brown eyed handsome man,
Brown eyed handsome man
Way back in history three thousand years
Back ever since the world began
there's
a mother
You try to match a guy's independence
You end up in the gutter
Girls, you can't do what the guys do, no
And still be a lady
Girls, you can't
to retreat
You want to fight
For a reason
Wait til I spark
The match
Then it's guns out
And we're bled dry
Wait til I spark
THE MATCH
Open flayed
I won't take
I lost nearly all my money
In a poker match
It seems to me
The reason for
The things you seek
Is for the winding
I just did this whole thing and it wasn't even recording
Yeah
You match my flame
Match my flame
Since I've been gone
I feel something's changed
You
Mirror, metal, match
Mirror, metal, match
Fire fell and I caught it here
Fire fell and I made it here
Fire fell and I kept it here
Mirror, metal,
Fall right into place
Match made in outer space
The signals are so abstract
Just make sure your heads intact
The sky is falling
And we're still
the match for the gasolina
You wanna burn the scene up?
You wanna bring the heat like me?
Look it, get a match, strike it up
Throw it in some mothafuckin'
Strike a match, for I deserve to burn
Light a match, for I deserve to burn
Light a match, for I deserve to burn
Light a match, for I deserve to burn
burn,
like I turned pro
Shirt match the shoes, don't I be styling bro
I be goddamn, look like I sell dope
Blue plastic cup, with that vodka in it
Foor
hired,
It comes just before the kill.
No one can catch him, no hitman can match him,
For his million dollar skill.
One golden shot means another poor
I've been a nasty girl, nasty
I've been a nasty girl, nasty
I've been a nasty, nasty, nasty
Is somebody gonna match my freak?
Is somebody gonna
S perchè ciò lo swag
W wanna make some soldi
M quindi inizia il match
P perchè dovete stare pronti
S perchè ciò lo swag
W wanna make some soldi
M
last baby)
I just want to be the perfect match (I just)
You don't even have to ask (you don't have to ask)
I just want to be the perfect match
We
the knob back
The pink tip of a match turns black The pink tip of a match turns black
Your face was easy from familiarity But by golly if only I knew
You’re
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