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7: Eleven


Sitting by the window
Watching all cars go by our house
Watching how the wind blows
Carrying the butterflies across the tree tops

I'm

Long before the waning sunrise
Our mission is compromised
By a signal from nowhere
An omen from Icarus I
In the shadows of Mercury
Upon the shore

on Tape with Sound on Sound

Hasty Ideas, none planned none reckoned
The tape drifts by, at seven and a half Inches per Second
Full of Hopes and full

In rage we rose
With cries and with scream
Revenge of those
Who fought and died supreme
Now you'll die, so I recon
By my hordes, by our swords,

Long before the waning sunrise
Our mission is compromised
By a signal from nowhere
An omen from Icarus I
In the shadows of Mercury

Upon the shore

Beyond Mirrors

Yello

Pocket Universe

1997

The age of science has failed 
To explain our universe in rational terms. 

Consequently the power of magic 
Has gradually emerged from our

Sparks Against the Sun

Thursday

No Devolución

2011

begin
Or where we end

The first step's got me lying on the floor
By the second step, I hear a knocking at the door
Three, I put my life in your

Keeper of the Seven Keys

Helloween

Live on Three Continents

2016

your path
You can't throw a curse
Without takin' their wrath

Watch out for the seas of hatred and sin
Or all us people forget what we've been
Our

"Tick Tock 
Time on the Clock
Time Goes by but it just wont stop
Tick Tock 
Time on the Clock
Time Wont Stop!

its 7 in the morning 
we better get up

I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no

the

Tryna be the greatest rapper out since the turn of the millennium
Dropping tapes fucking up the game equilibrium
Working like we tryna buy our way into

Ravaged are the heavens
Seven angels are deployed
The seals delivered
To return us to the void

And waiting on the cusp of many dusks of man
He

it's four in the morning, suns set and
Seven minutes with you and it's heaven
Ain't an hour that rolls by
I love you 24-7, 3-6-5
Give you my name, if you

I don't give a fuck about the past
Our glory days gone by
All I care about right now 
Is that wee mole inside your thigh
And my confidence might

Hail Mary

2Pac

Greatest Hits

1998

la-la, la-la

They got a A-P-B out on my thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks
Our enemies die now, walkin'

We put the windows down and our heads out
As we're driving towards the denying
Work the 9 to 5 can go by quick
Take your vitamins read your morning

I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no

The Next Shit

Busta Rhymes

Internal Affairs [Clean]

1999

out! 'Cause this is a new world transmission
Permission to shine now our time to glisten

The next shit, the next shit, the next shit, the next shit

Reach out in sorrow to a hand
Who's never held yours before
Share the infection, the rotten core
Devoured by fear we drown

A lie is never innocent

Gonna live to three hundred and three
The Kuiper Belt in our rearview, baby
	Burning hard for clpha Centauri

Seven miles per second, baby
	There's

string, Am7
Afraid to let you down by my imperfections
I’m sorry that I wasn’t enough

Verse chords
I know I’m losing you
When I hear our song and can’t

blue T-Shirt
Our eyes meet I swear you looked first
24/7 seven girls textin'
You're so busy answering questions

Numb
To it all
Blind
Sighted
By the lies you told me
How you said you loved me
But it was all lies
Oh it was all lies
Cold
Hearted
Mean
At the core

sucking on his thumb
Didn't even give a second thought - it was done
Doing it for convenience - cuz you really didn't mean it
Called the act a slip when you