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the Savior's hand, He's in the Father's

I'm in the Savior's hand, He's in the Father's
What blessed security for all eternity
No man can pluck me out, there is

And nobody to pluck them
It's a crying shame

Bahama, bahama mama
Got the biggest house in town bahama mama
Bahama, bahama mama
But her trouble's getting

Close around
Reach into the night
Pass light
To pluck a star
Bolt from the blue
We're not sick

I dream of a day without me
Taken away by the things you

好像有说不尽的情话与誓言
I'll try my best to everything I can
I wanna touch every inch of your tender skin
I wanna pluck every inch of your heart string
如果这是梦境我想永不清醒
不想和你分离

You Know My Style [Bonus Track]

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

thing
Won't pluck no chicken wing, don't fuck with just anything
Gotta come up, run up and get touched up
Suicide, that's if you confront us

Don't

To pluck the strings of destiny
Oh-ho-oh
Valhalla calling me
Valhalla calling me

Sails a' swaying on the crimson rivers
Blood and glory in the fighting

from the fire
I tug out my wires
Their dull beauty
I pluck out my vile eyes
Oh what a beauty
And I rip my nails
And sew my eyelids shut
And I want

Shorty so fine shrouded in candle smoke
Both my hands on her hips, I won't float
I reach out to pluck the bouquet
That's resting upon my own grave
I reach

all that we are is all that we'll ever be
'Cause he's the one waiting at home
She holds my guitar as I pluck out a melody
There's only so far we can

You say you love me, then you love me not
Make up your mind before I blow and reach the top
I been looking at the hands ticking on the clock
Pluck

rolled up
Murderings a hobbie, watch me pluck you off like ducks

Ayyyyyy
I am a nobody so I ain't got time to waste
Call me Ricky Bobby, cause I'll always

To pluck the strings of destiny
Oh-ho-oh
Valhalla calling me
Valhalla calling me
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Sails a' swaying on the crimson rivers
Blood and glory

Pluck a feather from my tail bone
Tease the cotton from my thigh
Wrap my cloak around your pale blue shoulders
And never take the time to wonder why

Ever

numbers
For you are still unripened on the vine
So I will wait for you to tell me what to do
So I can pluck you proper when you're ready
Is it any wonder

numbers
For you are still unripened on the vine
So I will wait for you to tell me what to do
So I can pluck you proper when you're ready
Is it any wonder

You can count on me to be there when you fall
Can't dial back my emotions as
I answer all your calls
And I can hear you pluck my
Heart strings

with light

Turkish delight

Spin the wheel with one hand free
To pick the ripe ones buried deep
Shave 'em down to find the seed
With which to pluck

home isn't home 
So pluck this banjo dear 
And pluck it till you're near 

Loneliness is calling 
Cheer me up my darling 
Miles getting fewer 
Just

I can feel my edges getting thin
It's time to close it down again
I can feel your words still on my skin
I think you know just what you did
Pluck

On your head
Twigs placed
Like strands of hair

I am
A weed
Growing
On perfect lawn
Pluck up
My roots
Severed
From dirty earth

On your head
Twigs placed
Like strands of hair

I am
A weed
Growing
On perfect lawn
Pluck up
My roots
Severed
From dirty earth

don't know what you were expecting
It's me and you and our thoughts and this bed
Vexed by this hex, pluck my heart from my chest
I don't know what you

enter
Na you be the highest

Girl when I love I don love you
Girl when I hold I don hold you
And if I pluck I go pluck you
I’d like to dive wanna dive you

Ho-oh-oh-oh
To pluck the strings of destiny
Ho-oh-oh-oh
Valhalla calling me
Valhalla calling me

Sails a' swaying on the crimson rivers
Blood and glory in