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you scar away from him Kiss in the white field Made me come back for more The kiss in the white field Never be forgotten, will never be forgotten
the birthmark on your back But making babies in the fields And the birthmark on your shoulder Making babies in the fields Makes me older Banging in fence
The third alarm sounds the best It reminds me of a wild bird's call Of a flocculent cloud Smell of ozone in a vacant field Always We are accident
Balance neutrino of life Divided path Stumbling the energy forces Ozone field Breathing out tears of joy Pending diode, mutual colide In the skyline Blow
Gotta keep something alive And we are that something Let me be your hunter Let me try to feed you Walking through the forest Running through the fields
Holy Spirit, Gentle Friend Only wise God, heaven-sent We have gathered, we are here By faith to meet with you In the open fields where dry bones
the field all day Like a Sparta Haha, yeah In the field all day Like a Sparta In the field all day Like a Sparta Girl I be your friend and your lover Say you
Mindless screams from the field of hate Increase our panic as generals scheme Mangled bodies emerge from the smoke Unconsciously begging
Walk up through the cane On my old dirt road This once was a field Covered in ragweed With eyes wide open I see her I see everything Coming clear
So softly Centered in a field Hold to kill I'm in the same rotation Waiting on a clear reason Why this is the wrong way out It's right behind me
I say nothing at all So love me love me love me I don't need you to judge me Like a flower in a field I don't need to be healed, just Love me love me
And the fields are turning And the temperature is rising See the factories burning (when?) the wheels keep turning Well, I've seen that you've grown
lips And blow So tense A field of Sunflowers With Their backs toward Me I'm on the train I'm on the train Even more I'm on the train I'm on the train
As wicked grins cross our faces Gleefully we reap From the fields of Discord See your world turned red As you give in to the rage Reason fading Vision
And time sure flies The flowers in the field they know And they mark the time as it goes Today a baby's born Mom has tears in her eyes Tomorrow daddy cries
Now so often we know nothing of an artist in various fields except what he produces. I’ll introduce you to the man. So here he is chatting with his
please hit it from the news And paparazzi and wake you up like coffee Now I'm lyin' in my strawberries fields Appeal to my senses and it seems so real ...
the field call me the babe Smoking on the highest of grade Came out the gutta with no aid Now I'm chasing the check I need to get paid
We sit in warm rooms Outside the winter moon shines down on a frozen field far beyond the edge of town furrows ploughed hard as mountains we sit in
walk the tangle streets of life notice your fellow man When he gets in trouble lend him a helping hand Sow good seeds in your fields of life as you go
sings a lullaby A symphony of fail Living in the past Is the only thing that's left Endless fields of dreams Interrupted by a blast A loud moan
field is the better thing No music, dancing, or food No woollen mill, no church or school There are no chairs, clean carpet hairs All of our colours here
vultures FUCK Rage unyielding Hate undying Fields littered with corpses I have no restraint It's the Shlonk 2020 you crazy fucks Open this bitch up or get
Through thousands of days turned into years and decades of war had ravaged this land Green fields reduced to deserts of sand Heads on gateposts,
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