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Too many puppies are being shot in the dark. Too many puppies are trained not to bark. At the sight of blood that must be spilled so that. We may maintain our oil fields. Too many puppies. Too
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How many moments have passed you by. How many tears have you let dry. Over every dream that you let die. How many things have you kept inside. How many things have you never tried. What would you
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There's a thousand miles between us. As I feel your breath on my skin. There are so many things I want to say. But I don't know how to begin I want to connect with you. Over the oceans and back to
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Here's a little story how the west was won. They wound up killing every little engine. They used dirty blankets and they used machine guns. And they didn't think twice about what they'd done Here's
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Here I sleep with one eye open. While you're dreaming next to me. Well at least I gave up hoping. Some kind of miracle would set me free Starting over. God only knows where we've been. Starting o
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I curse to hell the magistrate who granted this unholy fate. But I know, I know I asked for this myself I'm bound by law to hell. And its Sick! Sick! Sick!. Humans have their needs, living in a
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You mean everything to me, don't you know?. You're the thing that brought me back to life. I put you on a pedestal. You said I do, I said you will. Now tell me do you wanna. Keep any of this aliv
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I wrestle with my thoughts at night. Anchored to the ropes I tied myself. Mhmm. Heaviness in both my legs. Like I walked a thousand miles a day. Mhmm If I could stand on top of my world. I'd sti
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They stand before the alter. They stand before themselves. For richer or for poorer,. in sickness and in health Words are mostly meaningless the only truth that really is. (We're all getting) by t
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. That I built myself, it is my religion. And they say that I am the sick boy. Easy to say, when you don't take the risk, boy. Welcome to the narcissism. Yeah, we're united under our indifference. And I'm
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Sick boy, in his faded blue jeans. Sick boy, black leather jacket scene. Sick boy, he's always in trouble. With the law don't you know Sick boy, he carries a switch blade knife. Sick boy, likes
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Tomorrow is ending. As fast as I'm spending. Most days I'm pretending. I'm hyper-extending All my dreams. And all my uncertainties. On to a speedin' train Where does the time go. And what have I
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I had a dream. You had a weapon. I couldn't see it in the dark of the night. It is easy to hide under a very black sky. Over the moon just beyond sudden. I watched in vain as the missiles took fl
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Out of reach,. In the sky. Most of you, will never fly. Afraid to fail, afraid to try. But not me, I'd rather die The trick the Devil did,. The trick the Devil did,. The trick the Devil did,. W
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