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. Master of my enemy. Let the purest stain of mind. Wash the virtue from your eyes. . Enticing malevolence allures. Bastardize the clean and pure. Salvation forever crucified. I choose the other side
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. Master of my enemy. Let the purest stain of mind. Wash the virtue from your eyes. . Enticing malevolence allures. Bastardize the clean and pure. Salvation forever crucified. I choose the other side
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I will take it to the wire now. Until every race is run. I'll go straight into the fire now. Until every day is done. . Voices say, break away. Live the night as if each moment. Was the only
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There are sometimes in my life. Everything feels right. Don't pay attention I give it all. There are sometimes in my life. Everything feels wrong. I'm hearing voices they get me down. There are
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. Master of my enemy. Let the purest stain of mind. Wash the virtue from your eyes. . Enticing malevolence allures. Bastardize the clean and pure. Salvation forever crucified. I choose the other side
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when those winds of sorrows blow?. And is there a refuge in the time of tribulation? I go to the rock. I know He's able. I go to the rock The Lord is a rock for my salvation. The Lord is the stone
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Stars in your eyes, little one. Where do you go to dream. To a place, we all know. The land of make believe Shadows, tapping at your window. Ghostly voices whisper will you come and play. Not
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Stars in your eyes, little one. Where do you go to dream. To a place, we all know. The land of make believe Shadows, tapping at your window. Ghostly voices whisper will you come and play. Not
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Stars in your eyes, little one. Where do you go to dream. To a place, we all know. The land of make believe Shadows, tapping at your window. Ghostly voices whisper will you come and play. Not
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Light in the tunnel I find my way home. Spirits have flown. Waving goodbye to material things. From angel wings. . Back to nature my return. Change of heart the skin is burned. Found a cure
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,. Whoah- What's salvation?. Whoah- is it in this,. Whoah- Invitation. Whoah- to praise the fallen. . I don't believe, the beliefs of the righteous. I don't believe, are so righteous at all,. I do
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Time,. Time,. Time, see what's become of me. While I looked around for my possibilities. . I was so hard to please. Look around,. Leaves are brown,. And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
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Time,. Time,. Time, see what's become of me. While I looked around for my possibilities. . I was so hard to please. Look around,. Leaves are brown,. And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
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The pain of love won't break us up. We don't need your salvation. The pain of love will never stop. We are our own creation The pain of love lives in our hearts. It's deeper than the ocean. The
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. Shiawase kure ta kimi ni Thì em sẽ ước được gặp lại anh. Mouichido ai tai Người đã từng cho em hạnh phúc. Can’t you hear the voices of my heart? Anh không thể nghe tiếng nói từ con tim của em sao ?. I was
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Hot august night. And the leaves hanging down. And the grass on the ground smelling sweet. Move up the road. To the outside of town. And the sound of that good gospel beat. . Sits a ragged
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Hot august night. And the leaves hanging down. And the grass on the ground smelling sweet. Move up the road. To the outside of town. And the sound of that good gospel beat. . Sits a ragged
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Hot august night. And the leaves hanging down. And the grass on the ground smelling sweet. Move up the road. To the outside of town. And the sound of that good gospel beat. . Sits a ragged
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Hot august night. And the leaves hanging down. And the grass on the ground smelling sweet. Move up the road. To the outside of town. And the sound of that good gospel beat. . Sits a ragged
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Hot august night. And the leaves hanging down. And the grass on the ground smelling sweet. Move up the road. To the outside of town. And the sound of that good gospel beat. . Sits a ragged
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about hiding the receiver. When the switch broke 'cause it's old. They're saying things that I can hardly believe. They really think we're getting out of control Radio is a sound salvation. Radio is
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Intro. Oooh oooh oooh oh~. . Oooh oooh oooh~. . Verse 1. I was chasing down the days of fear. Chasing down a dream before it disappeared. I was aching to be somewhere near,. Your voice was
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fought the battleship away. It's over the horizon Voices inside of us to guide us on. Guiding us on (can't you hear us calling you). Can't you hear us calling you. Can't you hear us calling you Rewind
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leaves over. So self-absorbed, you've seemed to ignore the prayers. That have already come about This is the correlation of salvation and love. Don't drop your arms. Don't drop your arms, I'll guard
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leaves over. So self-absorbed, you've seemed to ignore the prayers. That have already come about This is the correlation of salvation and love. Don't drop your arms. Don't drop your arms, I'll guard
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sees and feels our every move. With an open restless mind. We leave the first shore behind. . Surrounded by the voices of the night. We struggle on and try not to look behind. . Washed away by
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I have heard the echoes in the dark. Dim and distant voices of the past. And I've seen so far into the night. And lingered in the land of no light Far beyond the shrouded hours of dawn. Through
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I have heard the echoes in the dark. Dim and distant voices of the past. And I've seen so far into the night. And lingered in the land of no light. . Far beyond the shrouded hours of dawn
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Walking after dark. In the New York City park. Your thoughts are so unholy. In the holiest of holes. Onward Christian soldiers. Filled with jivin' mind control. The blood left on the dance floor
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. She tried to kill the voices. That haunt her each and every night She looks up to heaven. And wonders why love is so cruel. She loves him, won't hurt him. Can't stop the wanting of you, oh She
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around . Leaves are brown. And the sky. Is a Hazy Shade of Winter. Hear the Salvation Army Band. Down by the riverside. It's bound to be a better ride. Than what you've got planned. Carry a cup in your
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around . Leaves are brown. And the sky. Is a Hazy Shade of Winter. Hear the Salvation Army Band. Down by the riverside. It's bound to be a better ride. Than what you've got planned. Carry a cup in your
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endless road and the wailing of chimes. The empty rooms where her memory is protected. Where the angel's voices whisper to the souls of previous times. . She wakes him up. Forty-eight hours later the
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has abandoned me on highways and desert plates. Of lonely creatures singing for the summer rain. And at the end of all your knees fall down to me. Yeah its something in you always ask for someone
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. Hey!. . Voices from nowhere. And voices from the larger towns. Filled our head full of dreams. Turned the world upside down. . There was frankie lyman-bobby fuller-mitch ryder. (they were rockin
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Ladies and gentlemen of the underclass,. The president of the United States of America,. Is Dead!. . I don't believe in the politics,. Of chosen fools and hypocrites,. Who walk a line that