Lyrics:
by candle light
No more making love like the room is our little Paradise
I can't believe you're saying goodbye
Why you hurting me
Speculating I want
The insurmountable insecurity
Consumed by perdition
No end to this journey
No peace in the mystery
Just lessons lost throughout
The Enigma, Boundless
What is truly
roll up, we gon' roll out, look
This is the land of fast, bet you ain't used to that, nah
First to one-up your last, she can stay in your past
Honey,
My mind go left, not right
With the time machine I be outta sight
I'm more confused like "Where is my life?"
Hella head scratching like I got lice
When you're young and so in love as we
And bewildered by the world we see
Why do people hurt us so?
Only those in love would know
What a town
My skin is like a map
Of where my heart has been
And I can't hide the marks
Its not a negative thing
So I let down my guard
Drop my defenses
When you're young and so in love as we
And bewildered by the world we see
Why do people get a soul
Ony those in love would know
What a town
Coming back to Tennessee from a millions miles away
She got on this morning
Get here this afternoon
Pick up the pace, can't get here too soon
surround me
I'm trapped inside of this prison made of mirrors
I look to the sky
But my walls keep building higher
I'm surrounded by creations, I
Need
forgive me
Well maybe this isn't love this is crazy by the way
Uzodela uzodela uzodela ma ugabula ehlathini
Uyabona wena abantu awubazi
Futhi nothando
HAVE BEEN BY HER SIDE DAY AND NIGHT, PRAYING
Ailyn
WE HAVE SEEN IT IN OUR DREAMS
SOMEONE WILL SAVE HER
Margarita
WINTER PASSED AND SUMMER CAME
BUT WE
Soon we will reach the lair of despair
Death will finally regain its throne
And lead us into the void
The void where my soul has been sealed
Surrounded by evil
Taught from the cradle
The only reality I know
A constant struggle
To shelter this curse
Where reason and primal converge
Myth
THE BLUES HAS GOT YOU BAD
Writers: Stacy Mitchhart, Darin James
Publishers: Stacy Mitchhart Publishing BMI, Laocean Publishing BMI
Lord is 3am,
Just to follow you down that dirt road
You better hold my hand
There is no map for this
When the wheels come off, I'll be your spare
When
now, I won't repeat myself
This is how everything is gonna go down
When you make the drop, you better be by yourself
It could be detrimental to your
Saltwater
I heard you took it on the chin
You're as clever as you are alone
Those books may console you
But they won't keep you warm
Proof by
to the grave.
The economy is suffering, let it die...
I seen a lot of bailouts in my life.
But where are the bailouts for the homeless and the poor?
And while
you were tomorrow
I'd be today
And this is the end
(I'm serious, so listen)
Baby I got the death rattle
And baby I got it bad
I've been
shes doin now
With her friends out on the town
Is she wonderin how im makin out
With every drink I wash her down
Tennessee whiskey tell me did ya miss me
The hood's up, the oil is leakin',
The bolt's broken off an' my knuckles are bleedin',
But the sun is shinin' an' the birds are singin',
An' so am
on the withering leaves, I am left in the cold
The shadows are crying in the moonlight
Is this night the last of my life
Have we arrived from our journey, I
mind
For the line
In this life
No time to think
Time for sleep now
Time to sink way into the blue, dear
So watch your time
Time descends
Let it
words
He said yeah I know this life's got a lot to give
But my childhood is gone
And I'm not afraid of dying
I'm gonna grab the world by the horns
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