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Till I'm worn out and all my sins
Are scattered like last night's bottles on the floor

Thought I had a friend
Someone I could confide in
Between

to enslave 
Profit is the ball in the shadow game and we're the falling dominos in it's wake
They make our beds, we sleep in, this mess
Illusions of a babalon,

the mountains on the trail
Of a killer who went out west
Closely followed by the best
Bounty hunters In the state
From shadows they emerge
An endless chase
If you

shadow of my 'self', cast out
The cold hard truth about the easy way out
And that strikes a chord within you, that sound
A song that needs to be heard

In the haze of twilight’s kiss, 
Where memories linger and shadows twist, 
I trace the lines of your absence, 
A ghostly dance, a fragile trance.

on his face
Outcast and out of place
They share the same dark story
The bloodshed with no glory
Their worn down ask the dust
Spurs worn down ask the rust

fear in sight
Those vibrant dreams, they seem so far away
Like colors bleeding with the dying day
The winding path has led us both astray
Lost in shadows

The self-realized soul
Is not bewildered by such a change

From dusk till dawn in search of divine
Hours of prayer and devotion of mind
But when the blank shadow

to believe,
The words feel empty, like you're ready to leave.

Pre-Chorus:
We used to be golden, now we're rusted and worn,
Promises broken, I feel so torn.
In

In the heart of the city, we'd light up the night

Chasing shadows under neon lights

We were young and free, living in reverie

Lost in the melodies

I'm destined to give it a shot
Or get worn out trying
In pole position
All set to break with tradition
Way out of line
But not without feeling regrets

We've walked through shadows and felt the storm Climbed mountains high, worn and worn
But through it all we've held our heads With dreams alive we've

gut-punched by a silent goodbye
They never heard your voice softly sing
Alongside those six well-worn strings
When the light of summer had died
We'd fling our

In the weak glow of the street lamps' light Where the shadows whisper of the night
I roam these roads of the lonesome street Gathering pieces

Through the dark and the shadows
Underneath the gath'ring clouds
There's a light that's shining
And that light does not go out
Though the wind is

Where's a sturdy ledge now
I'm watching birds all day
Looking for balance
Strong wind will make you sway
Colors and shadows
Crows and the sparrows

The Dawning Of The Day

Mychael Danna

The Guys [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

2003

to follow me 
Knowing well that the view was dim 
Though tired and worn, how they fought all morn' 
As time was closing in 
And my heart was sad though

worn
Walls to rubble
Hex on amplify
Sick of these sights
Sick of these sights
Fur of leeches
Nothing sees as eyes
Devil temper
Shadow mortifies
Endless

Like paper that's torn up and tossed to the wind.
Like velvet that's worn out and wearing too thin.
I've tried but I can't explain who I am

Like

Shhhhh! Ya boy Bam you already know wassup
Got that boy Freddo on this shit with me 
Shadow of the ville shit 

Shadows of the ville want a house up

As I’m walking through the valley
Can you hear me, can you see me
As I’m walking on this journey
Can you hear me
My bones feel like they’re worn
My

the
Torn-up skin I'm living in, ah

I don't trust these thoughts of mine
If I'm not dead, I'm half alive
I cast a shadow on the wall
Light throws a monster 10

from my shadows
And runnin' my straight and narrow
Ive been trying to find salvation, it don't want nothin' to do with me
So pass me that bottle
We'll

Sleeping solo 
Have a little chat with Chad with my nemisis my ego
Worn out pillows 
Not everybody can be winning  everything though
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