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are so many hills
Build the barn with the drill
Put the chill on the grill
Milling, keep the bill
There are quite a few caves
Tonight, my bed I lay

rah machi malak
Kanbki rah machi 7jar
Mama chayf kolchi ki dyab
Kanktab coplet ghi feelings
Inspiration fo9 jbaL
7at kolchi for milling
Njma wesst nhar

town like we haven't a care

For fifteen years I made it work
Milling parts in Riverside
We never had a lot
But we got by

In a B-grade hard luck drama

it's toxic with the comments
All the zombies just be living in it
But they ain't really alive
They just be milling in it
And there's many millions of em

On Guitar Player Drive

Everyday the sun goes down
People start... milling around
Looking for that funky old sound
And... stopping and singing
To the blues

industrial and cotton milling
And it gets bad press when it has a killing

But it just keeps getting right back on.
Nothing stops it not even a bomb

Chorus

travelled a milling miles
Much time I will  spend
Children were running through the Isles

Where can I go
Is there anything I should know
My mind will not

world to the next 
Hope and freedom cut down to their knees

From this world to the next
Apathy of mindless, milling, millions
From this world to the next

rice milling
太阳刚刚染树梢
The sun just dyed the treetops

把憧憬装进书包
Pack your vision in your schoolbag
上学途中听着鸟儿叫
Listen to birds on the way to school
闻着乡土的味道

Here on the edge of dying light
The clearest beam, turn in to night
Echo of the repeating song
Rumbling from the milling stone

Storm and silence

just know I ain't talking wind milling
Boy I been trilling, been killing all these shows
Kind of slow but it'll pick up just catch me out on the road

the Killer  when I'm Killing the Bill 
Not fitting the bill , feeling the ill  when I'm instilling  the chills  
Still not feeling fulfilled , milling about

Of an old mill town at the foot of a hill
Milling white cotton and corn in a still
Sometimes were good, sometimes were bad
Sometimes people always are sad

this


Listen to the chilling of a villain milling pitter patter
Willingly they kill him when he’s spilling on em chitter chatter
Every single record

the eye of a jaguar
the King gets his iron from Mars
His copper from Venus the Devil has seen us
Milling about, wrestling with doubt
In the backyard

describe how am feeling (How am feeling)
Pick it from the floor take it straight to the ceiling
Got your dream chase on I can see you meek milling (Yeah)

or milling around in swarms

Walking in the moonlight along the sandy shores
Listening to the waves with a gentle roar
Seems a new world has appeared

dust offending crystal ceilings
It's just a feeling that he gets to milling
Over in his head, instead of simply dealing
With reality as it comes, it's

but I don't feel like going home

As the lights get turned on and all the patrons turned out
We stagger blindly in the darkness and
We're milling about

thought on a painful machine milling knife
What is the reason to grant us this beautiful life

milling/backseat grilling
Like tell us something
Before we start knocking out
Walls and ceilings
Dirty dealings done dirt cheap
I'm on the third floor
Fire escape

the best that I've been and I sense 
That I'm milling to grind that ability set till it's soaking the sun

Done with billing a ballot or casting a reel for

sad shit but niggas still drilling
Used to say fuck millions now I'm milling for some millions
Got me feeling like a villain
Get the cash by any means
I

steepens
It's really a full feeling fighting
The urge to grieve

Milling a flower to bloom soon
If I've stolen the show Ill be back
In the after hours