Glance to break you away from her A bond you sanctioned by sound And honored with a lack of penetration Eating daisies and licking roses The bitter fruits
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What makes you think you deserve the sediment of my truth? You should expect me to be so honest. I owe you nothing, no blue prints for growth. I can barely
She?s got one foot on the ground That?s one more than before her day Just crawl back and swallow your pride Like so many pills before this girl, speak
The embodiment of innocence stripped from her own territory America's child has passed so close to freedom Now closest with her maker The ten lifetimes
We take ourselves too seriously We sneak as many politics as we can But who will be the last to realize That sometimes selling out is waking up? So,
I'm listening but I can't believe the arrogance I'm constantly bombarded with If I were a lazy man I could swallow the debt you put us in But now I fear
Desperation, you've tempted me on Too many times for me to Turn my back on you again I lust for your gift to ease the pain For us all Accept the fact
Out of the way, John's coming through And you're next on the shit list In memory of the man who taught me how to live When the chips were down and the
Out of the tiles (Print the Lyrics) As I walk down the highway all I do is sing this song, And a train that's passin' my way helps the rhythm move along
Fairy tales of fire, more trials of strength and tribulations That mean life or death for us all here, you are boring me Solutions not emotion, emotion
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Nothing ever came so easy As the manipulation of her word Cold and humiliated I tried to portray this mess I should fear it, I should give it all To
We all know why you are still hanging on to this Either to run away from your family Or to be something you can no longer be I think maybe time has caught
My throat falls numb from the Endless execution of contempt's song It fails to follow suit in silence even now I can hear every word, leave this place
Where the hell is Rick Thorne anyway? It must be five or so years since I've heard a good story Very few are those that can back up the big talk But you
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You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin' I'm gonna send ya back to schoolin' Way down inside, honey you need it I'm gonna give you my love I'm gonna give