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and over and over the
King! House! courts! left!
Right! uncultured! intelligentsia!
Military! police! rich! poor
Different sides and scapegoats
Of a culture

intelligent life around here

One night I looked in the sky
Encompassed by a blinding light
Deranged memories, of lizards playing with me
Might stay away,

by a twisted vision
Should we play along as before
Do we meekly await the knock at the door

The past feels like a foreign county to me
I stumble

You know she feeds me bread of bitterness And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth She steals my breath with love, I will confess I love her

smithy magic springs
Swords of heroes – high renown
Dragon-slayer, Sigurd's sword
Armour for the Geat-king
Skalds will tell heroes' tales
Forged by song

you.
Take me by the hand,
let us run together!
My lover, my king,
has brought me into his chambers.
We will laugh, you and I,
and count each kiss,
better

A potent queen seeks ignited kings
With Barrett tones and Frusciante strings
She rises east to find one to tease
Her railroads lead to piano keys

intelligent life around here

One night I looked in the sky
Encompassed by a blinding light
Deranged memories, of lizards playing with me
Might stay away,

around us blind
These four walls are now all that is keeping me safe (keep me safe)
As I create a world from which I can't escape

We're forming thoughts

Take a look at yourself
You're a dying cliché
Drink, piss, fuck, scroll, and wither away
Line the pockets of kings in your nine-to-five
While they

There's a guy I know, his name is Nevin Saunders
He's only 22 but looks like he's a grandfather
Hairy back and arms a beard since 7th grade
He's one

ndabye (insido)Nnyumirwa okukuwa Ky'osabye (insido)Ne nkikuwa nga nze bwe ndabye (insido)
Pixel Music
Created By King Tyga Himself

all my feelings went numb
whole legacy is falling apart
now i become my nightmare
i’m the king of

tired of my worthless life
suffered enough, like

Konczy sie misja
Ja oddchodze jak mystikal
Polowa tornistra
Plonie jak krtanie po szczytach
Ja siadlem sobie w zgliszczach
I juz nie mam kurwa zycia

take control
No need for bullets, when I've got my strings
Playing my way through the apocalypse, the undead kings.

take control
No need for bullets, when I've got my strings
Playing my way through the apocalypse, the undead kings.

[Intro]
Zombie...iiii
Zombie...iii
Hire...hire...hire



[Verse]
Grabbed my guitar, ready to fight
In a world overrun by creatures of the night

The kings has lost the power
They're weaker by the hour

Can you see the
Crumbling tower?
Their disgrace , fear
Pouring from their face

As They scour for

Old boots on the wood
Rolled up muddy jeans
He's called Colorado Chris
And he sure seems to me
Like the king of that porch swing
I heard he's from

is Numbers
Deuteronomy review of the 40 years and the blunders
Made by the blues,(while) entering the land
Is the book of Joshua with battle plans

star
Just a slob getting beat by dogs
See that girl she's a novel queen
Just a scribble in a magazine
See the boys in their justice jobs
But they spend

take control
No need for bullets, when I've got my strings
Playing my way through the apocalypse, the undead kings.

take control
No need for bullets, when I've got my strings
Playing my way through the apocalypse, the undead kings.

barrels
A grape flavored drink inside
The last thing to consume
Filled with cyanide

The bodies fell one by one
Women, children and more
Writhing in agony