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. Them drums don't burn. Them drums don't burn. . Deep in the jungle where the coconut grows, . Where the tiger and the lion boogie with the rhino, . There's a tribe over here, there's a tribe over
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. Them drums don't burn. Them drums don't burn. . Deep in the jungle where the coconut grows, . Where the tiger and the lion boogie with the rhino, . There's a tribe over here, there's a tribe over
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Cherish this moment. Feel inside We sit in the same room. Side by side. I give you the wrong lines. Feed you Accuracy. Accuracy Look into my eyes. We both smile. Kill you without trying That's
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I hear all the cries that surround me. So many things are much bigger than my needs. As the poor feed on empty promises. The wealthy kings are stomach full on greed. . We hope, we cry, we pray
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I swallow the sun to return with fire. I harvest this moon to feed the flames. Turn the wind. Force it higher. Turn the wind. Force it higher. . We drank the ocean dry. We crushed the
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light doesn't blind me. I will walk into the fire until its heat doesn't burn me. And I will feed the fire Into the fire. I'm reunited. Into the fire. I am the spark. Into the night. I yearn for
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As they feed the war machine. And pull the strings behind the scenes. With a bloated sense of supremacy Blinded by the preconceived. Distorted way to be perceived. It's what's believed by your
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simmer, right on time. Run my greasy fingers up your greasy spine Feed my Frankenstein, meet my libido. He's a psycho, feed my Frankenstein. Hungry for love and it's feeding time You don't want to talk
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simmer, right on time. Run my greasy fingers up your greasy spine Feed my Frankenstein, meet my libido. He's a psycho, feed my Frankenstein. Hungry for love and it's feeding time You don't want to talk
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simmer, right on time. Run my greasy fingers up your greasy spine Feed my Frankenstein, meet my libido. He's a psycho, feed my Frankenstein. Hungry for love and it's feeding time You don't want to talk
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simmer, right on time. Run my greasy fingers up your greasy spine Feed my Frankenstein, meet my libido. He's a psycho, feed my Frankenstein. Hungry for love and it's feeding time You don't want to talk
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I don't mind stealing bread. From the mouths of decadence. But I can't feed on the powerless. When my cup's already overfilled But it's on the table. The fire is cooking. And they're farming
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talking backwards. And the red queen's off with her head. Remember what the dormouse said. Feed your head, feed your head
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is my life worth?. Feed yourself on my life's work. How many likes is my life worth?. Chorus. I am the, I am the, I am the. I'm from the east side of America. I am the, I am the, I am the sick boy
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Bài hát Feed A (God Eater Opening) - Oldcodex. What was in your right hand is hope. In another hand is something else to fade. Kizutusukitaku wa nai to. Sou iikikaseteinanda. Furikaeru saki niwa
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live on the west side of America. Yeah, they call me the sick boy. Bridge. Feed yourself with my life's work. How many likes is my life worth?. Feed yourself with my life's work. How many likes is my
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. And they call me the sick boy. Bridge. Feed yourself with my life's work. How many likes is my life worth?. Feed yourself with my life's work. How many likes is my life worth?. Feed yourself with my
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paradise, that's all she was. A pimpers paradise, that's all she was. Every need got an ego to feed. Every need got an ego to feed She loves to model, up in the latest fashion. She's in the scramble and
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door. Well, but the money's good. and I'm not amused. . UUHWEE, the world is growing old Feed me! Feed me! Feed me! All yawn when I am what I am. When I am what they are it's kind of going too far
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