Lyrics:
On her second chances
Sometimes I feel like this
Godfather deal is all wrong
Oh, oh, oh
How can she hold an umbilical chord
For so long?
Oh, oh,
the lords
Laughing at the fronting, singing to the chords of hell imagined
To the chords of hell imagined
Hell imagined
Hell imagined
In this perfect
diya meri in choti khwahisho pe
Akela chord do in baadlo mai
Muje behne do in kaagzo mai
Ab muje kisi pe bhrosa nai
Mera naam dedo kafiro mai
Akela chord
Now, I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
It goes like this,
Quiet nights 'n quiet stars, quiet chords from my guitar
Floating on the silence that surrounds us
Quiet thoughts 'n quiet dreams, quiet walks by
Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
and hammers
Strike every chord that you feel
That broken trees
And elephant ivories
Conceal
the door
Writing with a knife
Cut speech
Cut light
Cut chord and break the dawning wretch of silence
Trust your own truth
Souls of the fallen
Death
I met a girl in east L.A.
In floral shorts as sweet as May
She sang in eights in two-barrio chords
We fell in love, but not in court
meaning
But jealous night and all her secret chords
I must be deaf on the telephone I need my love to translate
I play the piano no more running
but she knows what the noise can do
Pursuing your frenzy in Ritz or Savoy
In this sexual noise, vicious chords offer joy
You live and you die in
Cornfed chords appeal to me, I like rustic harmony
Hold that note and change the key, that's called "Goofus"
Not according to the rules that you learn
and hammers
Strike every chord that you feel
That broken trees
And elephant ivories
Conceal
Answer me
Answer me
Oh please just answer me
Judge's gavel(?) spoke
As he hung the rope
From the old abandoned tree
Fear struck a chord
Run out through
And sweet chords rose up in waxed New England halls
While the boarders were snoring
Under crisp white sheets of curfew
We were newly lovers then
We were
When the power chords come crashing down
Go tearing through my senses
It's for the strong, not for the weak
In light and dark dimension
It
tore its chords asunder;
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and brav'ry!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall
glad I've got you next to me
I'm the chords and you're the melody
This life's one big symphony
She was the piano, I'm the xylophone
You can have
at the gate
Don't take it on board
Don't fall on your sword
Just play another chord
If you feel you're getting bored
I feel numb
I feel numb
Too much
love the reason why?
Inside an empty room I'll stare
At love that is not there
Life begins with your head in the dark
The chord of life reveals
chord I know
I know where the mirror's edge
Is inside of your heart
Motown
It's no even within five feet
Well if you're gonna make it right
You're
Because I was born, my friend,
A hundred years from now.
He hit a chord that rocked the spinet
And disappeared into the infinite,
And up until
If I write you a song would you sing it? Something with something like four chords in it.
Up to the five and down to the four and maybe a minor
your neck
Dancin' in a ruby-red sunset
Girl, if you don't wanna land this jet
Let's keep on flyin'
Every string, every chord, my guitar
I'll give
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