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Angel of the Morning

Barnyard Slut

Space Age Motel

1993

Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Then slowly turn away

Maybe the sun's light will be dim
And it won't matter anyhow
If morning's echo says

Pusta szklanka pusty dom
A głowa tonie pośród zimnych rąk
To najlepszy czas
By się pozbierać
To właśnie ten czas
Swoje odebrać
Światło z ulic cienie

scars
So I can show myself behind this mask
I wanna be engraved in this culture
Wanna save it from the vultures
Wanna be in that conversation
With Eminem

echo
Just don’t go easy on me
Biting my neck like a zombie
So rough
Feet keep sending shivers through the concrete
Don’t worry
‘Cause I don’t got no

osiedlach szukam swoich Bieszczad
Nie chcę tu mieszkać nie chcę tu mieszkać
Chodzę po cudzych osiedlach nie widzę ich

A może by tak wszystko rzucić tata mnie

Angel of the Morning

Adriana Simon

I'll Remember You in My Dreams

2001

Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Then slowly turn away

Maybe the sun's light will be dim
And it won't matter anyhow
If morning's echo says

and friendly
Designed for social settings, but it’s nicer when empty 

My thoughts echo off the walls 
Volume up, and Ballroom 1 becomes a concert hall 
When

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

typhoid
Studying Eminem with the highlighter pen and again and again
I could just lend an amen to the ten with the yen 
That could send me to Bens fucking

Wake up, time to die
Will I get shot by Rachel or Ironhide?
Who'd have thought op disguised was Alpha 5?
Ayiyi, fear, blue lights shall incite
I've

my game (Oh they gonna know)
I wanna get a number one hit song that is my aim (That’s my aim)
Call me ReTread from now on don’t call me by my

I won't sit for this I'm up now
You ain't gon' skip this kid when I'm down
I could go flip the switch in one round
I be building up brick by brick

Watch me murder this beat like Eminem 
Too much sauce with Synonyms 
Gotta Rat, Get strapped 
Get rid of him 
Not a love tap, this a bat
Run Home,

Last night you was begging for a mention
My high tops on fleek
Your words cannot change me
In the worlds of the beats gotta eat
Eminem for a snack that's

Intro:
(A gentle piano plays a soft, soothing melody, accompanied by the strumming of an acoustic guitar. The atmosphere is tender and filled with

echos of them saying “Dad.”
What have I done
Man I miss my fucken son
My oldest daughter 
Can’t forget about my little one
Are problem solved,
Nah,

breaking on my energy
By changing my stop I can't change the elevator
I'm just gone wait and I climb to the top of the elevator thinking I'm charting myself

the voices echo in this room it feels like im gonna drown

I try to make sense of myself im just lost where to go
I've had it up to fucking here but we have

you do is a phase to me
I'm inspired by the legends who paved the way for me
And all their stories and rhymes echo every day
What do you say? I'll tell

for this man overflows to his fans
It's time I educate these idiots
The best that I can
They're so amused by his abuse of rap music
I'll have to craft

an obligation to our countrymen
To build a political party of the youth who are driven by the truth
It is only then that our country can
Open up the gates that

to share my life with you
It’s all I want to do

Outside our little house there in the garden lies
Where stalks of hopes and dreamt are kept alive
By

Like my old white man
And all his old white friends
Judged by my old white skin
One day I'll be an old white man
With old white money in the bank

challenge
Coming to America
To fit in a New Balance
But through the struggles and pain
I'm humbled by the way I was raised
I ain't ashamed to pass game to my