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quot;This is"what we need, you "decided" this What you say..oooo (x4) Glasses malone: G malone, Still on the block waiting, Just posted, my steel got some rounds in it. Case haters make a problem and i gotta solve it

ve been run down, I've been lied to I don't know why I let that mean woman make me a fool She took all my money, wrecks my new car Now she's with one of my good time buddies They're drinkin' in some cross town bar Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel Like I've b

is what we need, you decided this What you say..oooo (x4) Glasses malone: G malone, Still on the block with it, Just posted, my steel got some rounds in it. Case haters make a problem and i gotta solve it, Belly leaned against the curtain like an alcoholic. Kill bill w

the lines as they come to me Scartching them out almost immediately Don't know what it's done to me It's cold and it's wet it's been raining all night And there's a letter I've been trying to write Something better waiting somewhere for me One of them is sitting on the wron

me into the abyss Swallow your pride and swallow your rubbish Let me show you the way to fame You know I'm lying but you enjoy what is fake A cure against all I reject A cure against all I suffer every day This is my own candlelight Perfectly

everything I know, desperate for a change Crashing down these ancient roads, past our yesterday Maybe there's hunger in my blood Screaming out loud for what I want See me running full speed at it shattering, collide Call it post-traumatic now it's d

everything I know Desperate for change Crashing down the ancient roads Past our yesterday Maybe there is hunger in my blood Screaming out loud for what I want See me running full speed at it Shatter and collide Call my post-traumatic Now it's do or die Coming a

night, my foolish love Hear me now... Sleep your singular sleep and die With a nice bright gleam in your eyes A crescendo of the dream Going deeper into dubious realms Into post-dream projections Going Deeper The dream begins into post-dream projections Can't imagine yo

went to the local bar and got pissed again That's where they throw me out every now and then Too drunk to behave, unconsious on the floor Last night was of course not different at all I drank to much to walk and I punched instead of talk That must be a reason why they threw

see each other through different eyes Segregating ourselves by class and size It's me against you in everything that they do This planet's become one big spinning disaster If you don't like where we're going Then you won't like what's coming next What will

it, dried it, untied it Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it Taste it, traced it, erased it He's my post to lean on And I just cut him down So I'm out to land on somethin' Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground Eyed it, dried it, untied it Chilled it, spilled i

Deck the halls with boughs of holly fa la la la la la la la la) (Tis the season to be jolly fa la la la la la la la la) Outside the carolers start to sing I can't describe the joy they bring Cause joy is something they don't bring me My girlfriend is by my side From

my love, lost my light I can't find them anymore If there's something I could give I would have given it before now...because... I came back a little broken Things don't fit anymore And I wait for spring to come But how long, tell me how long 'Cause I with

ll send a storm to capture your heart and bring you home, Ooh carried on the breeze, you'll never find me gone, Oh faster than the post train burning like a slow flame on, I'll send a storm to capture your heart and bring you home. Even though the

snap, you know this track is fly, so get crunked up and don't ask why. Post-rap, post-punk, post-Kurt Cobain, post Kool Moe Dee post-House of Pain. Chuck D told me I had to be me so I bought the Public Enemy CD. I ripped one track in .mp3, "Till Lars Ulrich came after me. I

you go There's no escaping it As slowly bit by bit We go insane Holding up your phone As though the whole world cares You beg for likes and shares Are we so vain? Don't really feel the need To see your face put in To every place you've b

morning silence, curtain stay closed late No one thinks of kitchens mornings in a filthy state Dishes cups and beer stains, ashtrays on the floor Sunday morning papers are left outside the front door Sunday school and sunday roast Sunday papers sunday p

are outnumbered... The virus has completely devastated over 150 of the world’s major regions and is spreading rapidly. At this point in time we know of only one method of killing the creatures: destroy the brain. Beyond the guard of any loved ones who may have recentl

kids, its time to use the "F" word F*** f*** f*** f***... ...living F*** dieing, F*** laughing F*** crying F*** this song, But mostly F*** You F*** love, hate and friends F*** following trends, F*** this song, Can't wait till it ends. F*** everyt

course set for complete oppression, an explosive destination. Fast forward ahead into time, technology metamorphasizing. Beware...beware imposed serfdom. Beware...beware inputted serfdom. Robotics and machinery, could tip the scales of power to an elite few.

I'm a jitterbug boy, by the shoe-shine Resting on my laurels and my hardys too Life of Riley on a swing shift, gears follow my drift Once upon a time I was in show-biz too I seen the Brooklyn Dodgers playing at Ebbets Field Seen the Kentucky Derby too It's fast

the mountain Down in the valley Lives a former talk-show host Everybody knows his name He says there's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints I've seen them all and man They're all the same Well, the sun gets weary And the sun goes

..Aborted gestation... foetal mutilation... ...Abortive secretions... embryonic fermentation... Your crotch spawning afterbirth A congealing sprog basted in cess Palpitations spew a foetus Sprawling in this mess... Flowing lochial discharge Of copious womb

is designed With unfinished lines That another sings Each story unfolds Like it was gold Upon a ragged wing The bold and the fair Suffer their share He whispered to his kin All of my debts Left with regrets I'm sorry for everything Trespasses stretch like

crows nailed to a wooden post Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand It kind of touched me for a day Four crows nailed to a wooden post Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand You know It kind o

re always up to no good Your finger's in my cookie jar You can have my checkbook visa and my mastercard too Ain't no price too high for what you do You could be my dog I could post your bailbonds when cash was tight We could fall in love I could be the a

ve got the serum and i'm going to take it all the way to boston oh i've got to get through the going won't be easy but i'm going to make it it's the only thing that i'm cut out to do ride the post-atomic radio-active trash the sky is on fire from that nuclear flash diving thr

night , you can watch my eyes Lighting up like I'm seeing red Don't deny you're petrified Like you're looking at the living dead I'm the silhouette you cant forget Not a sight and not a sound Before you get your finger down on the trigger I'll knock you out a

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clouds are gathering in the sky above I know this one's gonna hurt my love Birds are shouting through the Mangrove trees They know the difference between a storm and breeze I too have felt this once before I hear that pounding and it's at my door Outside it's boiling,

my --- look fat? (or nah?) Should I call him back? (or nah?) Wear my hair like that? (or nah?) Do he make them stacks? (or nah?) If you ever been around then you'll hear us Talkin' all that crazy shit like we do Do you ever post your pics with no filter Hashtag I w

it, dried it, untied it. Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it. Paste it, traced it, erased it. She's my Post to Lean on, And I just cut her down. So I'm out to land on somethin' Hopefully a girl will come to me at the ground. Eyed it, dried i

the path to darkness, the darkness of this nights Through the fog we're dressed with our black robes Silence... The wolves will lead us towards the place of nightmares... A deserted house stand beyond the ancient cemetary We coven inside the dark place The pale walls of th

who'd want to find love its not as if we know what to look for looking out but not sure Who who'd want to find love maybe cause its not come around yet still i really dont care Who who'd want to find love dont worry cause your drink isnt drunk so better let the rest go sh

do you do, Private William McBride? Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside? And rest for a while in the warm summer sun Been walking all day and I'm nearly done. I can see by your gravestone you were only nineteen When you joined the glorious force

ordinary swimming suit And an extra one for you and me Some helpless lines night by night And a postcard no. 17 Some say whatever waiting for It's the one that wasn't meant for me Sometimes as well as sometimes not But at least I'm sure this couldn't be the same Some salty

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rain was blowing The lightning cracked All the windows smashed With sails scorched or barely there All our hopes were dashed With tethered lines and planking charred The ship stayed on its course Our fires lit, the clouds around, And we felt deep r

rip my guts with every sharp word, When you use that monster Hiding underneath your tongue, My words don't, they don't work on you, No, they don't work like they used to. 'Cause it's been seven weeks, seven weeks, Oh, oh, oh, seven weeks, since I called you, When I try now; I

ooh, Salve Regina mater misericordiae Vita dulcedo et spes nostra salve Ad te clamamus exsules filii Hevae Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes In hac lacrimarum valle Eja ergo advocata nostra Illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos converte Et Jesum Benedictum fructum v

musick - Matt Harvey; lyrixxx - Ross Sewage, 1995] Laid down amongst several thousand tabanid brethren, Wriggling free from a post-natal prison, Incubated in the spume of composting meat, Blindly in search of a necro-pyomorphic feast, Burrowing through layers of necrotic tis

s so phoney and always surrounded Stop your screaming, no one can hear All the scars on your skin, post no bills Who you were Was so beautiful Remember who... who you were Hide from the mirror, the cracks and the memories Hide from your family, they won't know you now For all

to a post and with brutality of the period- burned Fastened upon a hurdle and drawn at the horse’s tail Through mud an mire Ceremoniously hanged and then quarted Forced to confess untruth Put to the torture Mentally raped Thousands of women comm

I fell in a lake Would you dive in or stand there and gape And if I drowned, would you jump Or would you let the water burst in my lungs Well a stranger in the street Maybe the only one on his knees When your laying by the roadside Waiting for a friend to come.

your life is meaningless you motherf***er How does it feel to be alone for a lifetime? Forced to eternal damnation and guilt in your own mind. This went on for way too long but nobody here had the balls to confront you You'll always get what you deserve, So s

could it be that you know me My deepest fears my fantasies Confide in you what no one knows But it feels so real [CHORUS:] (when I close my eyes) I can see your face (when I lick my lips) I can taste your smile (when I see your name) My heart

ve watched as dreams slowly waste away and die You are a post mortem beauty queen As razor blades cut me we suffer with every kiss Thinking I'm dying, choking as I burn As evil dies within me Sewing me back together Here again my heart is rusted through Look at yourse

I watched I've watched as dreams slowly waste away and die You are a post mortem beauty queen As razor blades cut me we suffer with every kiss Thinking I'm dying, choking as I burn As evil dies within me Sewing me back together Here again my heart is rusted th

people tried to put us down When iTunes bumped a post-Cold War sound My generation sat at the Mecca of malls, Times Square, I'm there, Viacom installs So we hit the net while the Trade Center fell New York met Hollywood, we ran like hell No Vietnam for us, yo, Iraq it's on S