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spine
I hate myself
I spilled my wine
Every night I black out and wake up panicked for my life
Red lights
Tucked in knife
Sixteen lines with cyanide
Feel

Be tracking down your thoughts
The death you've escaped
Tracking down your thoughts, um
Them red wine thoughts, um
Ey, yeah, them Red wine thoughts are

hour 
Okay then 

chh okay then 

Hate don't phase me
But I phase dem 
Ha okay then
Red wine by the bottle 
Waiter telling me 
Say when 
Okay then

a million miles away
Oh I wonder why you're still on my mind
It's only when I drink a little red wine

My days become my nights
My nights become my days
It

Be mine (i swear your just)
So fine (you taste just like )
Red wine (take you to a)
Late dine (your looks make me)
Go blind (I think I lost)
My mind

and consecrated by the god of wine
A drink so tasteful to serve only to the benign
Colors of Devine
Let us drink our red wine
From poor to rich, it's everywhere

It goes down so easy
Like a glass of red or Kentucky's best
You're the only buzz I need
You're my wine and whiskey
Every time I nearly fell apart
You

the torches
Misinforming the masses
Lips dripping red as they raise up their glasses
Blood or wine?
Defame Divide
What did you expect when the fools came

from the start
Baby, whatcha think?
We got a half a bottle of sweet red wine
A five pack of beer and a hook on a line
Nah, we ain't got a dime but we

Fill Me In

Craig David

Born to Do It [UK]

2001

on right around"
So I knock at the door
You was standin' with a bottle of red wine, ready to pour
Dressed in long black satin and lace to the floor
So I

Down by Red River
The thieves are all drinking their wine
While the eagles are flying away
As fast as they can

Only the richest
Can see how

High Hopes and weary dreams only to be stopped 
A quarter-mile down the street
By the red and blue flashing light of police oh shit they almost found my

truly as fake as your edit's
Fuck it, I said it
Just 'cause we're talking don't
Mean we're communicating
That's the problem, feelings like autumn
I keep

Marimba Song

Laika

Silver Apples of the Moon

1995

Butter and honey and milk and water
Milk and water
Milk and water

Moon is giving sunshine
Sky`s full of wine
Clouds are pouring red
Stars are

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

picture put in motion, vision gettin closer by the late edits
I've been feelin kind of disrespectful
Deleted scenes full of cast that I can't be next

jsem GEEKED UP ve studiu, i když studio je můj pokoj
Potřebuju spát ale fuck it - nechám na potom
Oči dávno červený jak red dot - jsem jak Fantom
To že

behind him
And his rapier brandished high
Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon
Wine red his velvet coat
When they shot him down on the highway
Down

Moonlight on canvas, midnight and wine
Two shadows starting to softly combine
The picture they're painting
Is one of the heart
And to those who have

One more drink
One more drink
I don't think I wanna do this shit anymore
The wine has left a dark red blood stain on the floor
One more sip
One more

Well I've lost my bottle of whiskey, ain't got no red wine, no red wine
Well I've lost my bottle of whiskey, ain't got no red wine, no red wine
It's

lock it down
So when you bitches need me, call
(By your side with my scythe and red wine)
I'll make 'em wish they never lived at all
(I'll fuck 'em

and "hope you take care of yourself"
She left her ring by the wine glass
And not much of anything else

No red dress to come back and get
No, "I'll call

can quote a few
She's a cross on a chain and a red wine stain
On her Mamaw's hand-me-down Bible
I heart Tennessee, John 3:16
On the bumper