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Death's pointed at your head, your mind's on the trigger pull it. Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story. Scene of your rage, death is not strange. Blood on the walls, you stand alone
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Death's pointed at your head. Your mind's on the trigger pull it. Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story. Scene of your rage. Death is not strange. Blood on the walls. You stand alone
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Little death, witchy hex. Leave disturbance in my head. Cowboy mouth, Indian blood. Little death, the perfect curse Little death, thief of fire. Love you baby 'til the day I die. Cloven hoof
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Death's pointed at your head. Your mind's on the trigger pull it. Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story. Scene of your rage. Death is not strange. Blood on the walls. You stand alone
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you just can't see the signs Ohh, you'll never win the race but you can't give up the chase. Death alley driver, livin' at high speed, death alley driver, yeah. Death alley driver, who knows what you
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My death is like. A swinging door. A patient girl who knows the score. Whistle for her. And the passing time My death waits like. A bible truth. At the funeral of my youth. Weep loud for that
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My death is like. A swinging door. A patient girl who knows the score. Whistle for her. And the passing time My death waits like. A bible truth. At the funeral of my youth. Weep loud for that
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Tragic was the memory. A sacrifice of broken dreams. It turned the sky a fiery red. And dropped this curse onto my head For forty days and forty nights. I slept all day, I worked all night. With
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read, yeah. That's how you got a bullet blasted through ya head. Blasted through ya head, blasted through ya head I give a shout out to the living dead. Who stood and watched as the feds cold
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I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart Messenger of death wields the scythe. Of man's damnation. Messenger
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I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart Messenger of death wields the scythe. Of man's damnation. Messenger
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when. . Your death - it's inevitable. Your brain - it's inedible. . If I were to look inside your head. For conviction or truth. I'd come back empty-handed. Save for one rotten wisdom tooth. And
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so i'm caught. so you said. off to jail. with a bleeding head. how's it feel. with a gun. overpowered. watching your blood run do you mind. if you break. hearts and minds. do you hesitate
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hand. The shot rang out, across the land. The horse he kept runnin', the rider was dead. I hung my head, I hung my head I set off runnin' to wake from the dream. But my brother's rifle went into the
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throat. You're the life and the death of the party. And with your head held high you start and stop the show. You got my heart right by the throat. You're the life and the death of the party. And when
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Bài hát Joe's Head - Kings Of Leon. Blistered cracked and bleeding. Cold no one should know. Rain falls down a freezing. And sticking like a snow. Lingering suspicions. Screaming in my head
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There's a party in my head. Won't let me go to bed. Have to stay up instead. Go to the party in my head We're divorced before we're wed. I'm reborn before I'm dead. Straight from the mouth of Mr
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Blistered cracked and bleeding. Cold no one should know. Rain falls down a freezing. And sticking like a snow Lingering suspicions. Screaming in my head. Lies all mixed up with omissions. Aw
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words don't mean a thing. You get what you give, you give what you get. Just the way it's always been. . Chorus. I choose death before dishonor. I'd rather die than live down on my knees. Bury me
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friends. There's a pet death comin' Washing off last night's fake blood from an even faker cut. Some poor girl's bleedin', bleedin' all over everything I own Diamond death, there's nothing left for you
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friends. There's a pet death comin' Washing off last night's fake blood from an even faker cut. Some poor girl's bleedin', bleedin' all over everything I own Diamond death, there's nothing left for you
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Song Shake Your Head - Not Was. And yan't put your finger . on the truth. Shake your head. Shake your head. Shake your head. Shake your head. Let's go to bed. And you can't influence. And you can't
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let me unwind. 'Cos something's going on in my head. Yeah, something's going on in my head. And I'm not quite sure what you said I can see the rain outside. It's falling on everything. Making such
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Saatana!vittu!perkele! Welcome to my world of death and pain. Oh it drives you so insane. I am no blast from the past. Because I'm death and I'm everlast I'm the future breed, evil and mean. A
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Voices in my head sayin' I could do better, damn. Voices in my head sayin' that I knew better, yeah. I done seen this * happen a hundred times on the regular. But I still crossed the line like I'm
