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gropes The ear hears The pulse beats Life goes on But I'm gone 'Cause I die Without you I die without you I die without you I die without you I
wake tomorrow) My only goal is to be (from this nightmare) Without You (there's only now) The hand gropes (there's only here) The ear hears (give
to grope Then your honor gave the peddy the rope Losing a man, the band began to slope Never did think a plan was damned to croak So doing it solo-dolo
Is very like a fan!" The Sixth no sooner had begun About the beast to grope, Than, seizing on the swinging tail That fell within his scope, "I
gropes The ear hears The pulse beats Life goes on But I'm gone 'Cause I die Without you I die without you I die without you I die without you I
can't consider me dope Ya skank wanna grope me and Joey Cool both On the bull with a 7 no Tony Kukoc Bitch check into whenever you post They come out
dope Ya skank wanna grope me and Joey Cool both On the bull with a 7 no Tony Kukoc Bitch check into whenever you post They come out the wood works
to be fought Each thing you've touched along the way, will be a hallowed spot I'll hear your voice I'll see your smile though blindly I may grope
Digging in, scratch my face Nervous, like a cat Gonna jump through my skin Shadows on the wall Stretching out, grope for me Reasons, deep in me
scratch your face Nervous, like a cat Gonna jump through my skin Shadows on the wall Stretching out, grope for me Evil, evil Evil, deep in me
somebody Just to move this hunk of steel one more block Spoken (with mild disdain as one gropes for the Stick): I think I see a little red light in my rear
scratch your face Nervous, like a cat Gonna jump through my skin Shadows on the wall Stretching out, grope for me Evil, evil Evil, deep in me
Nervous, like a cat Gonna jump through my skin Shadows on the wall Stretching out, grope for me (Evil) Evil (Evil) Deep in me (Evil) Let me be (Evil) Let me
to getcha when they grope in your mind They think you creepy, getting down in your mind Come to getcha, come to getcha It doesn't matter, you making magic
got My type worked out Analytics on me The poison render I grope about And when I go out My mind splits My eyes doth hurt The musical chairs
is still I can feel the gatherin' of his will I can feel him flex the strings of power And grope to his appointed hour But we laughed at the dirt
in the purest sand Kiss your lover with that filthy mouth You fucking monster Here, as evil now gropes It's caught us off guard with its hand
seeking shelter and I cry in the wind, And though I grope and I blunder and I kneel and I'm wrong, Though the rose buckles under where I walk, walk along
to the sea And look at the sky in a poetic kind of way, what you call it When you look at the sky in a poetic kind of way You know when you grope for luna We
there Will help when you return there The light is getting dimmer I think I see a glimmer Into the woods, you have to grope But that's the way
D bm Love without greed would give me some hope G d When I reach out in the night and grope G f#m bm e a But there's nothing there but the next day
begin I'm gonna make this clear I take no short cuts, Bilal adds dope cuts If girls were around I'd grab and grope butts And if she got a man and he tries
knowledge You cannot get in college Would you like Cain or Abel I'll bring them to the table They try to rope me They try to grope me I'm a dead rock
a poetic kind of way You know when you grope for luna We haven't been found We haven't been found We haven't been found
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