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reverend's son. Now she lives in a sin-free world. Tip your cap to the brave old girl Now all my rage been gone. Now all my rage been gone. I'd leave my rage to the sea and the sun. I'd leave my rage to
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RAGE. BORN TO RAGE. BORN TO RAGE. BORN TO RAGE. BORN TO RAGE. BORN TO RAGE. BORN TO RAGE. BORN TO RAGE. BORN TO RAGE. U. S. A. YOU WERE BORN TO RAGE, SO COME ON!
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Rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. . U. S. A. you were born to rage, . So come on!
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Rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. . U. S. A. you were born to rage, . So come on!
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Rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. Born to rage. . U. S. A. you were born to rage, . So come on!
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and foot. And always tell him "No?". Tears of rage, tears of grief. Why am I the one who must be the thief ?. Come to me now, you know. We're so alone. And life is brief. We pointed out the way
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system. I was born to rage against 'em Fist in ya face, in the place. And I'll drop the style clearly. Know your enemy. Know your enemy!. Yeah! Hey yo, and dick with this uggh!. Word is born. Fight
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to celebrate it, oh. I got this rage to love. Baby, it's so right. And if you feel it great, dedicate it oh. I got this rage to love Three little Indians cryin' in their make up. Nobody stops and
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to celebrate it, oh. I got this rage to love. Baby, it's so right. And if you feel it great, dedicate it oh. I got this rage to love Three little Indians cryin' in their make up. Nobody stops and
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Bài hát The Rage - Judas Priest. From a fireball we came crossed sea and mountain. We were drinking beauty with our eyes. We were given all to make our own. Let us be left alone. Laid the tasks and
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Bài hát The Rage - Judas Priest. From a fireball we came crossed sea and mountain. We were drinking beauty with our eyes. We were given all to make our own. Let us be left alone. Laid the tasks and
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Bài hát The Rage - Judas Priest. From a fireball we came crossed sea and mountain. We were drinking beauty with our eyes. We were given all to make our own. Let us be left alone. Laid the tasks and
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, rip the system. I was born to rage against em. . Fist in ya face, in the place. And I'll drop the style clearly. Know your enemy. Know your enemy!. . Yeah!. . Hey yo, and dick with this. Uggh
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, rip the system. I was born to rage against em. . Fist in ya face, in the place. And I'll drop the style clearly. Know your enemy. Know your enemy!. . Yeah!. . Hey yo, and dick with this. Uggh
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, rip the system. I was born to rage against em. . Fist in ya face, in the place. And I'll drop the style clearly. Know your enemy. Know your enemy!. . Yeah!. . Hey yo, and dick with this. Uggh
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clearly see the train?. Couldn't he feel the bloody stain?. Not that I'm one to complain. Why do we chaw upon the pain?. . It's just the rage. Just the rage. Just rage. Rage. . Close my eyes
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With vice I hold the mike device. With force I keep it away of course. And I'm keepin' you from sleepin'. And on stage I rage. And I'm rollin'. To the poor I pour in on in metaphors. Not
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Ridenhour - Shocklee - Sadler. . With vice I hold the mike device. With force I keep it away of course. And I'm keepin' you from sleepin'. And on stage I rage. And I'm rollin'. To the poor I
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. Geurae geurae geureoke. Dumchit kung chikita. Meotdaero D-D-D-D-Dance. Mamdaero D-D-D-D-Dance. Ttarahae. Neoui soneul jjuk ppeo***. Keun woneul mandeureo. Tto baneul gareumyeo. Take my heart. I got you. I
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Get in the car!. . Road Rage. My knuckles are white and my face is bright red. Road Rage. Doing 65 on a suped-up moped. Road Rage. Is that you that gave me the finger?. Road Rage. How come
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Bài hát All The Rage - Allie X. Verse 1. In a cloud of mania. Taking me up, taking me up and putting me down. I had a glimpse of Eureka. Chewing me up, chewing me up and spitting me out. Pre-Chorus
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A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home. Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on. A world of violent rage. But it's one that I can recognise. Having never seen the colour of my fathers
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A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home. Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on. A world of violent rage. But it's one that I can recognise. Having never seen the colour of my fathers
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quiet river rage. Forcin' my lips into a smile. Don't believe that the world is empty. Just too noisy to hear the sound. I can feel the quiet river rage. And I'm fallin' down. Saved by the river now
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A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home. Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on. A world of violent rage. But it's one that I can recognize. Having never seen the color of my father's
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rage. This brutality can never be undone. But the sun has not yet set. The bass and drums and microphone a threat. That's when you've got to get the cry from the inside. And see that they're
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. Still knee-deep in the systems *. Hoover, he was a body remover. Ill give ya a dose. But it'll never come close. To the rage built up inside of me. Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy
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. Still knee-deep in the systems *. Hoover, he was a body remover. Ill give ya a dose. But it'll never come close. To the rage built up inside of me. Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy
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explosion on stage. Comes fear. Frances Fanon. Ya you know his anger is so clear ?. . Using my brain. Until the power is obtained. Using my stength to gain. A struggle for rage. . But I. Choose to
