Originally performed by Metallica Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless
Moons in June I've given up on that stuff Arms have charms but I've no hope of falling in love The rest of life pales in significance I'm looking for
Shit, if the shoe fit, Wear it, fuck it, bitch To whom this may concern All you rappers with all that fetti to burn The industry is finicky, so let me
You love when I don't deserve it Worthy is Your name Your kindness is greater than life When it rains, it pours When it rains, when it rains, it pours
The old guitar picker had run out of liquor So I sat down beside him and bought him a drink Then I bought him another and finally some color Returned
Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey On the fight, for they are
Written by Harlan Howard An old guitar picker had run out liquor So I sat down beside him and bought him a drink I bought him another and finally some
Make his fight on the hills in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun on they run through the endless gray On they fight for their right
A city divided The West and the East Tear down the walls And give them release People are marching They're out in the street Shouting for freedom Shouting
The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen And she beckoned me, to glimpse my future she'd seen She said "Try to run away, don't know what to do Do you
Creation shows me what to do I'm dancing on the floor with you And when you touch my hand, I go crazy yeah The music tells me what to feel Like you now
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Ca ressemble A une histoire d'A..... Ou personne Ne dit la lettre qu'il a ca ressemble Au temps qu'il fera Mais personne Ne sait le temps qu'il faudra
[Casting spell] [Canibus:] Yo, my hands are dirty 'cause I shook yours Yea, you tried to curse me 'cause I took yours But where?, somewhere, nowhere
Chorus 1: To whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life To whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life To whom shall we go? You have
(feat. Phonte, Blu & Will.I.Am) [Intro: will.I.am Phonte)] Ready or not... (Ready or not...) Ready or not... (Ready or not...) Ready or not... (Ready
Mam, y con quien duermes hoy? Cuando vas a llegar temprano de trabajar temprnao de trabajar estoy cansado de esperar Nunca haces de comer no lavas la
Waking up entangled doesn't mean you're meant to stick together Waking up alone doesn't mean you should We'll get drunk, split up Scatter our ashes out