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Mission control, mission control. Are you receiving? we've got a problem, in every sense of the word. Come in, mission control. Permission to land, i'm taking her down. thrusters on full
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This is about control, it's about vision. My vision, my mission. Don't tell me about what you think. 'Cause I don't care, no, I don't care We all want control of our destiny. We all want control
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I’m a mad man with a mission. Like a nightmare . Double visioned. This is warfare . Feel the kick drum. We be shining . Killin’ redrum. Lock and loaded . Pull the trigger. In this movement . Growin
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We got to get in this together. Soon they're ll be victims of the mind control. Your government can now control the weather. But now the love can get into your soul. Whoa-ah, yet some thing feels
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don't care. Say 'cause it's me who wants this fight. My baby's strange Strange, strange On a mission, can't you see?. On addicted fantasy. Come and make your move. You don't tell me, baby, whoa, ah
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. So I walk into the dead of night. Where my monsters like to hide. Chaos feels so good inside. Now I know. I've lost, I've lost. I've lost control again. Always do the same and I'm to blame. I've lost
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temples down. I'm on a mission now Smoldering down inside your mood. Slithering and fanning in your eyes. I'm going to dive through your crying And sleep in your hair, rise from your ashes. And kneel in
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make you blind We're hiding so much pain. But it is all in vain. Livin', lying for a Mission of mercy. Rescue me and I will be your. Mission of mercy. Set me free and I can be your. Mission of
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Song Mission Street - Vienna Teng. Mission Street is a striking dark-eyed stranger. Speaks a language I don't know but long to learn. Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane. As I sit as
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(Porter Wagoner & Dolly Parton) Tonight all is quiet in Mission Chapel. And the music, like his love, has died away. And I'm standing in the middle of these memories. Mission Chapel memories of
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Oh the night is my world. City light painted girls. In the day nothing matters. It's the night time that flatters. In the night no control. Through the wall something breaking. Wearing white as
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You stay away from the future. Back away from the light. It's all deranged. No control Sit tight in your corner. Don't tell God your plans. It's all deranged. No control If I could control
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You stay away from the future. Back away from the light. It's all deranged. No control Sit tight in your corner. Don't tell God your plans. It's all deranged. No control If I could control
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We can't contain what's inside. Thunder and lightning can't hide. Freed from the past. Destined to win. Taking the Gospel where it's never been. Chorus. We're on, we're on, we're on a mission
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, now tell you what It's mind control, mind control. Corruption of your thoughts, yeah. Destruction of your soul Mind control, it's mind control. Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
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