Lyrics:
we stand condemned
Recount to us your goodness
May we hope and find our rest
In the sovereign hand that leads us
And your promises
In the sovereign
got the money, huh, then I recount it
I thought I found love, huh, then I re found it
But I gotta get my dough , fuck all these hoes
They ain't tryna
Taking in a sober breath of oxygen
You begin, as I recount our final moments
Taking back, anything I did to deserve that
I didn't think that it would
of Earn in Perthshire to have it done. It was the first time I remembered him having surgery under general anaesthetic, and this song recounts what he was
times I could recount
Nothing seems the same no more
If I left it in the past
Why does it haunt me to this day
If I lose my mind
would you recover it
I'm
I close my eyes, I count to ten, I'm breathing in
Regain my balance these hypocrites stumble me again
Regarding loss I recount losing a couple friends
swear
I just want a Bigger Amount
Before i Count on Anybody
Ill just rather Recount
Because some People are just faker
Than their other Accounts
Big Bank
"My words are doomed to be distrusted by the scientific community,
Yet the attempt to recount our dreadful discoveries must be done."
September 1930
while I'm talking money
As I'm losing my count
My lady gonna recount it
Influence and money equals power
Ndikhotodda
One tau
Two tau
Three tau
recount
Yea pull up on em G-19, 17, 43 (yea)
It don't matter 'cause we gon dump, and you still gon bleed
My cup got red like it's blood but I'm sippin'
preparation to be crucified
Billy recounts all the time
He spent on counting change
The changes that he never made
Will make him wish he stayed and prayed
fall fashions from Paris
While accompanying herself on the ten gallon plastic pickle tub
And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist
She counts the hours
As she recounts her tears
This day in life feels like a thousand years
But in the changing light of time it only forms
In her
forgotten its passion's Purpose, forgotten its heritage, Hidden in a house of forms, Forgotten what the rain recounts, What the tree's ink inscribes.
What
And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist
Including the tale of the successful reprogramming of the M.I.T.
Virtual reality equipment
of mine, I care for the life of me
Remember a sadder day, that now they say let be
Just don't recount on me in the course of a lifetime run
Over and over
is life's worst disease
To never really notice is a divine lack of luxury
Sure we'll all recount the miracles
But less revealing wounds will have
and faith in God doth
Qualify you for our quest.
You will sail to Southern England
And recount their blasphemies,
For the first step in their cure
Must
of places and things so fantastically terrifying that I could not faithfully begin to recount their hideous and yet grimly compelling nature
A terrible sound
of fingers.
We recount the dead.
We're counting on our hands.
Two makes one now.
We shower in your blood and crawl inside you.
You harden in our form like
put a monkey in the white house and his uncle in the movies.
Now the real monkey wants a re-count.
He just couldn't believe they were his own family
accompanying herself on the 10 gallon plastic pickle tub.
ANGEL
And Collins will recount his exploits as anarchist -
including the tale of the successful
scan the horizon
Pick a direction and
Don't stop driving
Recounts and recollections,
Arguments and objections
Make a connection, open your eyelid
scan
All He sacrificed for every soul throughout all time
Nobody loves like Jesus loves
Like Jesus loves
We do our best to recount all His steps
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