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As we walk away from those we loved
Their souls are all long gone

Welcome, Cheyenne; Beware the nightmare
Land of the damned; evil comes at night
Bound

The evil is welcome
It ain't personal I tell them
Cuz the lessons just help him
I'm about to evolve
You can get involved or fall
This from all of the laws

Back Street Driver [Bonus Track]

Kim Wilde

Kim Wilde Collection

2000

Written by ricky & marty wilde

[note: these lyrics are not as accurate as may be expected. they were all deciphered by me, through listening hard

with the devil at his side 

Welcome to a new state of mind
Where love, hope and reason, they're all left behind
The streets are all still and the stars

"What we do is what you wish to do
We are what we're supposed to be
Illusions of your fantasy
All dots and lines that speak and say
What we do is

got my spine smothered
But I'll be fine brother - my mind hovers
above all you jive suckers wishin, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me, I'm

gotta block em!
This is my calling, music coursing through these veins!
Take the industry by storm because it pours when it rains!
Welcome to the Noctum!

They better calm it down
We going up it aint no stopping
We aint coming down
Fuck all that yappin and that cappin
We don't hear em now
Fuck all

out, by gods
Are above
We refuse to be
Just pawns
In this game that's always
In motion For devotion
Welcome to the matrix
reality, it's a made up
Just

situations, taught me how to pray
When I get in his presence, that's when he educates
Know me by the unction, that's how we demonstrate
I won't change

Welcome
To my brain
Constantly on the lookout for stimulation, hungry for entertainment
This is where all my filing cabinets, memories sustain
This

by
'Cause I'm lonely, and I'm tired
Pot and cocaine's got me wired
And all my friends are dropping off like flies
I once saw my friend Suzanne
She had

Ray, where the fuck are you? It's all I know
My chain, my car, my SRT, that's all I know
Damn, Trademark!

Yeah, my chain, my car with the red
Dot

into existence
Like Marty and Mr. Emmett
I've been feeling like my grandpa's ghost
Is pushing my direction
Yet my dreams are leading nowhere except

wake up
And a plate full breakfast is waiting
I would like to feed the poor
Even those that are forsaken
Yo
Welcome to the game
And when they said that

The owner looked up and he gave me a smile
He said welcome in Lyndia Bar
I sat down and looked all around the place
But there was noone staying in there

against the top of the power chain

Stand your ground
One by one we'll destroy them all
This is my design
Welcome to the new world disorder

Welcome

and you always By the vibes, and you spending all The guap, and
You doing that coke nigga
These bitches don't love you, they Love the car, and they would do

the atmosphere
Where constant peers are not allowed
Place the bone at the crossroads
Living in a catacomb so hostile
Bottle all of my fears and problems
Let em out

a welcome on the mat
If you come from the mountains of Mourne
Or Killarney's lakes so blue
We'll sing you a song, we'll make it a fuss
Whoever you are you're

know your broke and need your bills paid,
But that’s some shit we’d probably all say,
But she still fucking with my best friend,
God I wish it was that

a Marty McFly

Weight of the world getting heavy
Pockets are empty
But I got faith in myself
Cause my talent is something they envy
But they don't show

start
Push start
I'm in the automatic
With an automatic
Wood grain finish
But the bullets are metallic
Stick to the script
I'm not one for dramatics
All

Kurapika with a shovel
A rebel
I've got the gavel
And I'll bring my own retribution
Judgement upon those who need this execution
I'm the protag
Y'all are