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Trapped in heaven life style. (Locked in Lock Kesh). Now looking out for pleasure. (H-block torture). It's at the end of the rainbow. (White noise in). The happy ever after. (A white room
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beetle on its back. And there's no way for me to get up. Love'll get you like a case of Anthrax. And that's something I don't want to catch Ought to control what I do to my mind. Nothing in there but
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. I'm washed up Blinkered, paralysed. Flat on my back My ambitions come to nothing. What I wanted now just seems a waste of time. I can't make out what has gone wrong. I was good at what I did The
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The problem of leisure, what to do for pleasure?. Ideal love, a new purchase, a market of the senses. Dream of the perfect life. Economic circumstances, the body is good business Sell out
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The problem of leisure, what to do for pleasure?. Ideal love, a new purchase, a market of the senses. Dream of the perfect life. Economic circumstances, the body is good business Sell out
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In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks, well, theres no charge. In this land right now some are insane, a million charge. To hell with poverty, well get drunk on cheap wine. To hell with
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People got their opinions. Where do they come from?. Each day seems like a natural fact. And what we think changes how we act. People got opinions. Where do they come from? Distant blood of
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sour. Sometimes I'm thinking that I love you. But I know it's only lust The sins of the flesh. Are simply sins of lust. Sweats running down your back. Sweats running down your neck Heated couplings
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This wheel spins letting me off. It's not the lack of trying. Can't put my finger on it You can't help being hard up. Can't trust the Gods we trusted. Don't think that's any insurance Could I be
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like a beetle on it's back. And there's no way for me to get up. Love'll get you like a case of anthrax. And that's something I don't want to catch. . Ought to control what I do to my mind. Nothing
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The problem of leisure. What to do for pleasure. Ideal love a new purchase. A market of the senses. Dream of the perfect life. Economic circumstances. The body is good business. Sell out
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Trapped in heaven life style (locked in long kesh). New looking out for pleasure (h-block torture). It's at the end of the rainbow (white noise in). The happy ever after (a white room). . Dirt
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sweat so sour. Sometimes I'm thinking that I love you. But I know it's only lust. The sins of the flesh. Are simply sins of lust. Sweat's running down your back. Sweat's running down your neck
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Everybody is in too many pieces. No man's land surrounds our desires. To crack the shell, we mix with others. Some lie in the arms of lovers The city is the place to be. With no money you go
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This wheel spins letting me off. It's not the lack of trying. Can't put my finger on it. . You can't help being hard up. Can't trust the gods we trusted. Don't think that's any insurance
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tired and she's tired. Of this life she's been leading too long. And the times turns around through the walls that surround. To the chimes of a jailer's song Oh but in my four, in my four, in my four
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The problem of leisure. What to do for pleasure. Ideal love a new purchase. A market of the senses. Dream of the perfect life. Economic circumstances. The body is good business. Sell out
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In my arms we shall begin with none of the rocks, well, there’s no charge. In this land right now some are insane, a million charge. To hell with poverty, we’ll get drunk on cheap wine. To hell
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for her died quicker than a batch of sea monkeys Early bird gets the worm, spread your legs or spread the word. So what if I'm not the smartest peanut in the turd. I'm white which goes with everything
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catch that half horse as he murders my thoughts. With fragments of flames anyway. Half man, half horse that still pollutes my thoughts. As he rides on a flame in the sky Four horse men. Twenty
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Bài hát Gang Of Rhythm - Walk Off The Earth. I got this old guitar. the strings are rusty. but it's all I need. bring in the kick drum. it can back the beat. let's gather round and sing a song. I got
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Verse 1. Twenty-four oceans. Twenty-four skies. Twenty-four failures. And twenty-four tries. Twenty-four finds me. In twenty-fourth place. With twenty-four dropouts. At the end of the day
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Verse 1. Twenty-four oceans. Twenty-four skies. Twenty-four failures. And twenty-four tries. Twenty-four finds me. In twenty-fourth place. With twenty-four dropouts. At the end of the day
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Verse 1. Twenty-four oceans. Twenty-four skies. Twenty-four failures. And twenty-four tries. Twenty-four finds me. In twenty-fourth place. With twenty-four dropouts. At the end of the day
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died quicker than a batch of Sea Monkeys. Early bird gets the worm spread your legs or spread the word. So what if I'm not the smartest peanut in the turd. I'm white which goes with everything but I
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pocket change (Pocket change). I know they gotta feel my pain (Feel it). I make them birds Lauryn Hill sang (Brr). And everywhere I go they know my name (And what you claim?). 'Cause I be reppin' gang gang
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Intro Lil Pump, Gnealz & Big Head. Yuh, ooh, brr, brr. Gucci gang, ooh. Yuh, Lil Pump, yuh. Gucci gang, ooh (ooh, Big Head on the beat). Yuh, brr. Chorus. Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci
