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is
Until strong is your only choice
You don't know what you're made of
Until you find your voice
You keep giving love and living life
When no one else

, there's a glimmer of Light!
Guiding me through this endless night
Eyes shining like the stars, a love so divine
Pulling me back, giving me a sign
You're

I don't know where we're going
But I can figure it out
As long you stick right by me
We gon' make it all work out
I'ma love you from the sun up
I'ma

hued light heat, peak synthesis
Stars circle my vicinity
If you giving, give it willingly
This'll cleansify your codeine, purified by the O-Z
Fully

for joy
Sing His praises
Lift your voice unto the Lord
Shout for joy
Tell him all about it
Lift your voice and let Him know

REFRAIN

(There He is by

I'm giving up
I wanna give you more and more and more

Knock-knock
You came around
Heart pops
I love to see you
It's been two years since I'm in love

You will get hit by my Creshendo
You can't keep up with my Tempo
I will not leave you in Limbo
You know that you can't keep up with my tempo

You

place and we were setting it up and they were actually giving me the authority to make decisions 
that felt strange to me 
we set up the living room

Obvious Song

Joe Jackson

Laughter & Lust

1991

peace
That's obvious...obvious
There was a kid in the city selling crack to get by
Got caught one day with a gun in his hand
When a voice said, "OK,

Down by the square
I felt our bodies move as one
Safe from the chill of the east coast air
Love that you said yes to my summertime prayer

Up

i'm lonely and i keep em by
Battle with some choices
Of having to make some choices
Battles with keeping it quiet
Or me making noises
Battle with using

how can I love when I can’t even love myself?
You keep fooling all them to survive
Survive
All these voices in my head tonight
Tonight
Not feeling so

kiss me, that's what I'm mostly here for
I saw you saw, baby, we fell in love I don't know why you want to give this up
Sometimes I feel like I am giving

time
And whenever he joins his friends at their club
(Which takes place at the back of the neighboring pub)
He loves to regale them, if someone else pays

broke I have a choice
Even if I’m broke I have my boys
Even if I’m broke I have a voice
I have a voice
I have a voice
I have a voice
Pass me the mic
Shit

by chance a family for the east
a mother and a girl, a father and a boy in the smallest car within this world they sing a song
a same song together
all

(BIGDMANDEM)
(He glitched the matrix, glitched the matrix)
(Oh my god, Scruff) (I love you Scruff)

I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I

upon the beat, Elite, the heat is premium
Delete the competition, have 'em wishin' I was feelin' 'em
I take the track to higher heights, like voices

healing treat me
O, I believe the Lord
Narrow is the way I'm hopping in the door
Giving him the praise I'm riding in the war
Mounted up we eagles we just

I stole all the crystal out of Waterford, the sunny South East chased me like a beast
Cut out my drying heart, rubbed it in clove oil and wrapped it

if I made my bed in hell, even when I backslid, I was looking for a reaction

I must say, I was surprised by the touch of love and compassion
Good God,

nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why

Waddup, nephew?
It's your uncle Snoop Dogg, man
Where them niggas at?
Yeah, but you know me, I'm an opportunist, man
I love giving out the tune, you

blanket while the bird
Opened and closed its wings like a matador
Giving up on murder
Jutting its beak, turning a circle
And flashing, again
The ruddy