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Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face
Lampin' in a mansion, home alone
I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics
I hold
(Music by Joan Baez, Lyrics by Nina Duscheck)
Where icicles hung the blossoms swing,
But in my heart there is no spring.
You were my spring, my
me but cannot balance with me
I get annoyed when they can't go blow for blow
I get pissed when I hear the lyrics a sucker brings
Ha ha, I was
Half-mast land grants homesteading laws
Past Dodge Summit toward Athabasca Falls
Practicing our Avocets and Gnatcatcher calls
I laid down my
the skin of a man
Brace for stainless steel
Rendered useless by hand carven passion of the arrowwood
We willing martyrs will die to grant our people their
Natural corruption
Another day passed by in ruined paradise
Another night will pass until we're sheltered
We're aiming for a life that won't be
of fallen angels
Their shackled souls fry before my feet
Punishing pre-corpse mutilation
By my gallery of grinding guillotines
Murder all who pass through
And the mirror behind it reflects my fate
But the way is blocked, by sorrow
I scream into non-existing nothingness
And at last only silence remains
Oh, make
the beginning there was only darkness
Of icy mist and smoke
A darkness so completely dark
By war and death invoked
Sparkling flames would dare to reach
Across
We are sons, sons, sons of Triglav
Sons, Sons, Sons of Triglav
In the realm of
Slavic lands
We march again
Down by the Baltic Sea
Our hearts ablaze
breathing
Grant me peace through the night
My dear, I hope your dreams are sweet as real life
Cause this is my favourite thing by far
And you defy
Do you think you could wash away your sins?
Did you believe I would let you disgrace me?
What fucking morals do you think I live by?
What more lies
at the golden hour.
Angel of the spires climbs here steel cage staircase spine, angle of desire.
Ascend the wrought iron, one by one, wrung by wrung.
Is it
Do you think you could wash away your sins?
Did you believe I would let you disgrace me?
What fucking morals do you think I live by?
What more lies
(kit) crawling like a kitten bitch I'm
Crawling like a snail (snail)
Engine V-12 gas supreme at the Shell (pump)
Shell toe'd Adidas maybe Grant Hill by
the entrance screaming, "Someone grant my death wish!"
I don't get this fucking life
Bitches make my head itch
Haven't slept a wink all fucking night
Trying
journey at night
Unwoven secret, along lakeside
Unholy priestess, will grant me life
Turn away, the front door has been broken, charging inside
Run away,
And open closed minds, hook lines
I'll make 'em edible
You'll gobble it down
Like it's the only thing that's floating
Hold on or drown
Words can grant
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
when I do it sound like the trap,
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap,
I'm just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by
Written By: Gentry Shelby
Vocals & Lyrics Written By: Chanda Long
Rap & Lyrics Written By: Brandon Johnson
Sax - Keyboards - Drum Programming By
only see you in my dreams
I can only see you in my dreams...
Music by Rita Tekeyan Lyrics by Rita Tekeyan
Drinking industrial quantities Of thermos heat
Who would've known all the pain it could cause
Having a voice that no one hears at all
Making a thought into a deadly song
Making a note into a lyric
Allan King is back
Back with beats and the lyrics
Allan king is back
And don't care about you Critics
Got even more handsome
Got bitches showing them
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