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empty staircase. Idle in the halls and nameless faces. I am powerless Everybody wants to go to heaven. But nobody wants to die. I can fear death no longer. I've died a thousand times A wasteful
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to me. For a fine young man in the Grenadier Guards my maidenhead's taken from me". "You saucy cat, you impudent cat, a-cursed may you be. If some idle rogue in the Grenadier Guards your
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bad pay. With no taxes or tithe there to devour up your wages. Across on the green fields of Amerikay. The lint dams are gone and the looms are lying idle. Gone are the winders of baskets and creels
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fast. You let your heart go too fast Broken glass turns back to flint and sand. I only cease to love as love demands. As you know it takes a while to clap those. Fragments from your idle hands
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greed?. Then watch the ones. With the biggest smiles. The idle jabbers. Cuz they're the backstabbers. If you know it's a lie. Then you will swear it. If you give it with guilt. Then you will bear it. If
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black. Echoes moods of the moon and sun. Sun that shines from below. Makes a soft and easy way. Left to choose its path will always be. A friend. Touch the last of what has past. Never idle river
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. Run some wire through that rose and wind the swan" So daily I renew my idle duty. I touch her here and there, I know my place. I kiss her open mouth and I praise her beauty. And people call me
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fast. You let your heart go too fast Broken glass turns back to flint and sand. I only cease to love as love demands. As you know it takes a while to clap those. Fragments from your idle hands
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strong. I would love him 'til the day that I die. But I didn't lose my love to the Lord above. I lost him to a D. I. Y. D, she was so determined. to take him right out of my hands. I, if you're idle
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obvious child? Sonny sits by the window and thinks to himself. How it's strange that some roots are like cages. Sonny's yearbook from high school. Is down on the shelf. And he idle thumbs through the
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strong. I would love him 'til the day that I die. But I didn't lose my love to the Lord above. I lost him to a D. I. Y. D, she was so determined. to take him right out of my hands. I, if you're idle
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corn just like succotash. What you want me to do in my idle moments? You're just a good for nothin'. But my sweet hunk o' trash. Let me get a word in there honey, you running your mouth You said I've
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strong. I would love him 'til the day that I die. But I didn't lose my love to the Lord above. I lost him to a D. I. Y. D, she was so determined. to take him right out of my hands. I, if you're idle
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thinks to himself. How it's strange that some roots are like cages. Sonny's yearbook from high school. Is down on the shelf. And he idle thumbs through the pages. Some have died. Some have fled from
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may be running on empty yet the devil rides. Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides. Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side. . Something diabolical. . Idle hands are
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corn just like succotash. What you want me to do in my idle moments? You're just a good for nothin'. But my sweet hunk o' trash. Let me get a word in there honey, you running your mouth You said I've
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even now. Why'd he get so mad about that cow, that golden cow. Moses sits rather idle, he just sits around. He just sits around and writes the Bible Oh, Moses, put down your pen. What? Oh no, manna
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Intro. We could let it ride, ride, ride. So we could stay high, high, high. This feeling all night, night, night. Keep it in idle (*** a title). Verse 1. Don't care what we call it. It's all here
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thinks to himself. How it's strange that some roots are like cages. Sonny's yearbook from high school. Is down on the shelf. And he idle thumbs through the pages. Some have died. Some have fled from
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thinks to himself. How it's strange that some roots are like cages. Sonny's yearbook from high school. Is down on the shelf. And he idle thumbs through the pages. Some have died. Some have fled from
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air. And the teacher taught us values that we had to learn to keep. And he clipped the ear of many idle kid who went to sleep. Then my father organized for me a college in the east. But I went to
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strong. I would love him 'til the day that I die. But I didn't lose my love to the Lord above. I lost him to a D. I. Y. D, she was so determined. to take him right out of my hands. I, if you're idle
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. Dive into this season. Not doing anything soullessly, spending idle days. Bit by bit damping down. Reach your hands out. Check out those fire works up there. Let's rise up high just like those fire works
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to rest. Forever, baby. Ah, ah. Forever, baby. . All my time is wasteful now. All my time is wasteful now. All my time is wasteful now. Ah, ah, ah, baby. . My idle hands. They are but tools
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cross your mind?. Your face still distorts the time. . Do I still cross your mind?. Your face still distorts the time. . With heat struck afternoons long through. Those idle dreams go back to you
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I need you. Eoneusaenga nae mam gipeungose. Aju keuge jarijapeun geudaeui moseupeul ijen boayo. I believed it couldn’t be (oh). That I loved you, it doesn’t make sense (oh). That it was idle jealousy
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some a dem yute yah never so frighten fi gyal. Every chance dem get dem go wife up. Mi touch yuh gyal hurt up her belly. And mi might go a second round if mi idle. Dem nave a hot song. Cyaa left the
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noodles. Bible, queen is the title. And if you are my rival, then that means you suicidal. And if you in the club then it's a young money recital. I'm just that vital i'm busy never idle. I'm your idol i'm
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are my rival, then that means you're suicidal. And if you in the club then it's a young money recital. I'm just that vital I'm busy never idle. I'm your idol I'm your idol I'm your muthafucking idol
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much preferred. For ladies not to say a word. And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?. . Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation. True gentlemen avoid it when they can. But
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, that elevates my mind. Makes me pick up and go when it's time to drop a rhyme. My title is locked, the Abstract poetic. I'm in the idle mode but my energy's kinetic. So smooth and debonair
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are my rival, then that means you're suicidal. And if you in the club then it's a young money recital. I'm just that vital I'm busy never idle. I'm your idol I'm your idol I'm your muthafucking idol
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, that elevates my mind. Makes me pick up and go when it's time to drop a rhyme. My title is locked, the Abstract poetic. I'm in the idle mode but my energy's kinetic. So smooth and debonair
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. Idle 'pon corner side. You're in 2 deep. And your 55 and don't have a child. For your joy and your pride. You're in 2 deep And yuh riding a freak. And she love how you do it and your condom deplete
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so quick to cash a check. And disrespect, talkin' guns and ***. Guns and death, but end up gettin' layed to rest. At your request. You're at the end of your line. Out of your mind. Idle women
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much preferred. For ladies not to say a word. And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?. . Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation. True gentlemen avoid it when they can. But