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and the bonds still sacred
Had to shake a couple niggas, everybody won't make it
God is the greatest as I'm praying in the latest
X600 as I swerve, Little

licked and attended to 
Oh, by your lips and the butterflies 
Ainu0027t it all so funny?
Those games we descent to 
Care not when we play in twos 
They are

Satellite

Jewel

Jewel: The Essential Live Songbook [DVD]

are dying of blood on bone
They are crushed by ?
Cigarettes and ? and high hopes

There's a wide wall
That we can't see over now
But that's all

Satellite

Jewel

Essential Live Songbook [DVD]

2008

They are dying of blood on bone
They are crushed by ???
Cigarettes and ?? and high hopes
There's a wide wall

That we can't see over now
But that's

linger on and on
I got a feeling, it's in by blood
You got me thinking about the two of us
It ain't a dream of mine to die alone
and I just want to go

Oh, you′re in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling
And I would still be on my feet
Oh, I

tries to tempt me
My enemies better be ready for anything, send out your best team of heavy artillery
Tempted by pleasures cause devils still testing my

to the bone and then bakes before you even tried
well it loves you toughens you doves you roughs and cuffs you in the end
in the end you're deserted by a love

Invasion

Chumbawamba

Pictures of Starving Children Sell Records

1986

exploit the rest

We are not isolated by distance
But by greed and our racist history
Just a wall's width away
Still impossible to see across
This

Completely losing touch with the world
Victimized by those around you
They're screaming over your every word
Drowning out the voice inside you
Does

the true and ever faithful
Can it be so, the one King humbled
I cannot be still when I consider
Ancient of Days in a manger

Oh be still, sinner and know

If I did that shit once I'll do it 100 times
Inspiration come from all these new blue faces
Paper chasing but these niggas salty still hating
Low key

missed you so much,
why don't they just call a muthafucka?
If you wasn't blood would you still have love
Or in fact does the blood make you think you have

It all started when I met a doomed soul
He told me that if I wanted the eternal power
I would have to drink his blood, and accept a curse

But I

I'm thinking is sticking with me

If this ain't by the book then the book must be wrong
And maybe it is what you hoped all along
Now you didn't think I

Lookin' at the sky
Baby look how the stars hit
Even when it's the darkest
Still I feel like a target
Out in the moonlight (Yeah)
I know
Yeah I know
Emotions

until my lungs are blistered and black
You call out for blood to feed from the host. now the streets that I walk are still haunted by the ghost of
You

pouring blood
I’ll know I did everything I could
Putting it on the fucking line
Now I reclaim what’s mine

You knew how this would end
Still you chose

on the gallows
Fucking lost my sanity and now i'm feeling like a psycho, bitch
Yeah, ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, uh
Blood shit, gang shit, it's a murder

It Remembers

Every Time I Die

Low Teens

again
When faith abandons me
I hope it does it honestly

I still howl like an animal in the darkness
And I'm reminded by the blood on my clothes
I

To the beaches where they hung out in the days of yesteryear
The frigid waters are mixed in with their blood
He's still graspin' the wound of his beloved
Seven

Funny, I can’t decide what was ever best 

Or  if it matters. 

Streets aren’t the same but I still feel it 

Lingering haze, is that forgetting?

and pain you taste it
Balled up like a fetus while punches are thrown
All shit talking turns to fucking moans
World stood still as we hit the fucking streets

Every time you say
There will be a change
I'll be counting til ten
Until it strikes again

Your blood wrote melodies
Formed patterns
Like bright red