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Tortured soul. Severed tongues. Blinded eyes will not behold. Jagged blade. Lacerate. Pushing forth the flood of death. . Trough flesh and frost. Life is lost. Amongst sin and steel
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. It’s not us no more. It’s just you and me. We’re just strangers in passing casually. It’s not us no more. It’s just you and me. Verse 2 Marc E. Bassy. The shirt on my back with the rips. Gems in my
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for me maybe we can roll (oh). Pop lock and drop it 8x. Verse 2 - Bow Wow. Damn lil mama I'm sayin. All that in them jeans (woo). Aye, aye, let me holla at chu for a minute. Hey what it is they call me
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gets lost! I think I like it. I think I like it. I think I'd like my soul back. I think I like it. I think I like it. I think I'd like my sould back Too busy looking for the good side. Of the ball
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I didn't have time for school. Spent my days breaking the rules and regulations. And in-between they're having fun. The teachers told me son, get me an education So I had my bout of freedom
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I feel Ireland, . In my heart, in my soul, . I feel Ireland, . In my heart, in my soul. Ireland soul. Feeling so high into the sky. World is mine and your fine, . Feel the love in this world, . When
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of you. More of you. This life I hold so close. Oh, God I let it go. I refuse to gain the world and lose my soul. So take it all I abandon everything I am. You can have it. The only thing I need is
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sure feels right. And oh, you're like whiskey to my soul. You're home when I got no place to go, ohhh. So, come on, and tie me down. Take me out to town. I got a feeling we've been taking the long way
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the struggle and the strife my darling. Everwhere. As we tend to this garden of our soul that someday we might behold til I make it home Ill send you all my thoughts and prayers. Keep you in my
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All summer long she touched me. She gathered in my soul. From many a thorn, from many thickets. Her fingers, like a weaver's. Quick and cool And the light came from her body. And the night went
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1. I walk along the street of sorrow -. The boulevard of broken dreams -. Where Gigolo and Gigolette -. Can take a kiss without regret -. and so forget their broken dreams. 2. You laugh today
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all been a show, too late to confess. No room for heart and soul, no room for innocence. On top of the world, on top of it all, trying to feel invincible. But I’m dying on top of the world
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Spike heels and skin tight jeans. I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby. Spike heels and skin tight jeans. I've got a fist full of love that's coming your way, baby. Spike
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I’m a new soul I came to this strange world . Hoping I could learn a bit about how to give and take. . But since I came here . Felt the joy and the fear . Finding myself making every possible
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I'm sorry now girl, but I must leave you. There's something deep inside my soul keeps calling me. The winter wind girl, will not deceive you And in your cold and empty bed. You'll think of me, oh
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I'm sorry now girl, but I must leave you. There's something deep inside my soul keeps calling me. The winter wind girl, will not deceive you And in your cold and empty bed. You'll think of me, oh
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And who are you, the proud lord said,. that I must bow so low?. Only a cat of a different coat,. that's all the truth I know. In a coat of gold or a coat of red,. a lion still has claws,. And mine
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I walk along the street of sorrow . The boulevard of broken dreams . Where gigolo and gigalette . Can take a kiss without regret . So they forget their broken dreams . You laugh tonight and cry
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I walk along the street of sorrow. The boulevard of broken dreams. Where gigolo and gigolette. Can take a kiss without regret. So they forget their broken dreams You laugh tonight and cry
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Love lots of lovin'. Love lots of lovin', ooh yeah If you could see inside my soul. You'd see love lots of lovin'. You see a love that will never grow old. You'd see love lots of lovin' This
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you an entity. That's your identity. Well if you don't know. Which way to go You might be lost and confused. A second chance no time to lose Reanimation of your cyber sonic soul. Transforming time
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silver. Tears of gold, tears of gold en restraint. As evidence of the pain that she feels. Tears of gold, tears of gold promise the rapture and heal the soul. Replacing tears of gold with music and
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. I got the money and from time to time I have the time. Get the image right. Party through the night. But as it's getting light. I'm still waiting for a soul kiss. Do I have to say please. And
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Marge A-hmm. Today's special is Springfield Soul Stew. We sell so much of this, people wonder what we put in it. Well, we're gonna tell ya right now. Hmm-hmm. Gimme about a half a teacup of bass
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you live like father. Disappointed like mother. And I know in my heart. There is no other And I gave you my soul. And every ounce of control. And I gave you my shame. And my eternal flame. And I
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You been singin my soul in. And I been singing for ya too. Drag mercy on me babe. Or try patience I plead But when that sun comes. And that wind slows Ill meet you there I lie lonely without you
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tell you I mean it. I'm all for you. Body and soul. . I spend my days in longing. And wondering it's me you're wronging. Why haven't you seen it. I'm all for you. Body and soul. . I can't
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tell you I mean it. I'm all for you. Body and soul. . I spend my days in longing. And wondering it's me you're wronging. Why haven't you seen it. I'm all for you. Body and soul. . I can't
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tell you I mean it. I'm all for you. Body and soul. . I spend my days in longing. And wondering it's me you're wronging. Why haven't you seen it. I'm all for you. Body and soul. . I can't
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There's a wall around the soft spot in my soul. Where I don't let to many people go. In fact the only only ones who's ever broken through. Are god and you There are pieces of my heart. I wish Id
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long, long time. There he still sits on top of the hill. Well aching and jumping with all laid down. With all of them ladies you know he's lonely still. Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin
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dragged threw the blood and glass. Blood stains on their good names and all of us take the blame Meanwhile in north Alabama, Wilson Pickett comes to town. To record that sweet soul music, that's Muscle
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grow oh. You don't like what I and I man have to say so. You bump I off. Licensed to kill. . So be it, the seeds you will water with our blood. . Chorus. . Heart of stone got no soul want I fe
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. Rips into your senses through your body and your mind. Nothing about it that's sweet. The disease of conceit. . There's a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight from the disease of conceit. Whole lot
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The very thought of you makes my heart sing. Like an April breeze. On the wings of spring. And you appear in all your splendor. My one and only love. . The shadows fall and spread their mystic
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sunshine. Rest your Soul here. And you'll find. We are the energy. We give the world to thee. Hold up your heart now. We will ease pain from your brow. Sarah Brightman. In a world without Angels. And
