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Falling through at the seams. Living life in a dream. Even smiles make a lie. And I smile all the time I'm skilled at the art. Of falling apart. It's the holding together. Together forever I'm
And now the art of love Turn out the lights. That's nice. Can I sit on your lap. Umm. So sexy. Umm. Ooh babe Real sexy. Umm. Baby you're so sexy. Oh baby. Umm. Hey papi. Umm, *** mami
strafing air blood raid Infiltration push reserves. Encircle the front lines. Supreme art of strategy. Playing on the minds. Bombard till submission. Take all to their graves. Indication of triumph
Title State Of The Art. Artist Gotye. Albums Making Mirrors. When the cotillion arrived. We threw out the television. Model D 575. Has custom flute presets. And Harmony-Plus in addition. Now for an
He's a hero of the war. All the neighborhood is talkin' 'bout your son. Mrs. Reiley get his medals. Hand them 'round to everyone. Show his gun to all the children in the street. It's too bad he
pendulum it shaves the blade. The strafing air blood raid. . Infiltration push reserves. Encircle the front llines. Supreme art of strategy. Playing on the minds. Bombard till submission. Take all to
pendulum it shaves the blade. The strafing air blood raid. . Infiltration push reserves. Encircle the front llines. Supreme art of strategy. Playing on the minds. Bombard till submission. Take all to
pendulum it shaves the blade. The strafing air blood raid. . Infiltration push reserves. Encircle the front llines. Supreme art of strategy. Playing on the minds. Bombard till submission. Take all to
To feel forgiveness, you gotta forgive. Do you see the stars or the darkness begin?. You fight your war, I fight for my life. You pay your dues, and I'll pay mine It's not war, just the end of
To feel forgiveness, you gotta forgive. Do you see the stars or the darkness begin?. You fight your war, I fight for my life. You pay your dues, and I'll pay mine It's not war, just the end of
War censored, no blood on tv. Cheap entertainment sold like a new deodorant. World war three, a sega dreamland. Id take a * to the funeral. . Sculpture of man. Sculpture of man. Sculpture
combat - revolution - the actor pope fraud. Greed and. murder is forgiven when in the name of god. Holy war.
Falling through at the seams. Living life in a dream. Even smiles make a lie. And I smile all the time. . I'm skilled at the art. Of falling apart. It's the holding together. Together forever
until there no longer. First class and second class citizens of any nation. Until the colour of a man's skin. Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes -. Me say war. That until the basic
before. Satisfy the scorn, rise ghosts of war Target assassination, time of your life has expired. Hatred victimize, gaze in their eyes as they die. Violence inflicting the pain, savage morticians deny
another world. We could stand on top of the mountain. With our flag unfurled In a time to come. In a time to come. We will be dancing to the beat played. On a different drum It's a tug of war. Though
Bài hát Gods Of War - Manowar. Down from the sky. Into the fight. Hearts full of rage. Full of thunder and glory. Swords in the wind. Crossing the sky. Lords of doom. Bring an end to their story
Oh, the fallacies of the foe. Are just half the curse. 'Cause it's not so much good. Against the bad as bad against worse Oh, look at ourselves. Don't we know there's a cause. That we shun. In
are the swords of a soldier. I know that the clubs are weapons of war. I know that diamonds mean money for this art. But that's not the shape of my heart. And if I told you that I loved you. You'd maybe
end of a rope, I don't know, I don't care Oh, one of the damned. Oh, part of the plan Cry oh oh oh the Gods of war. They howl and cry for more. Cry oh oh oh the Gods of war. They howl and cry for
time. It's no big deal I'm missing the war, I'm missing the war all night. Missing the war, I'm missing the war. Till beads of sunlight hit me in the morning. So much time so little to say Time may
the beast, he will tell us the way. + Angel to find out the Demon's den in hell and save our keepers. The Witch + The Demon Slaves of god!. Before the Apocalypse; war of the black angels. Before the
you’re not a piece of art. Power and control,. I’m gonna make you fall. Power and control,. I’m gonna make you fall. Women and men we are the same,. But love will always be a game,. We give and take a
watch out 'cause I'm a war machine. Better watch out 'cause I'm a war machine, yeah Take the reins of power and seize them, draw the battle lines. Armageddon's just a matter of time. Tear down the
be a long, long war I'm so sick of waiting. And I know you feel the same. I'm not getting any younger. But the soldiers are So everyone dance as if you didn't care. And everyone move, pretend it
Song Beautiful War - Kings Of Leon. Bite your tongue. Don't make a scene dear. Everybody's been here. At least once before. But we've been here more. Your heart breaks. Rolls down the window
dreams. Hitting the ground. Baby please we're casualties of war. You lost the fight I heard it was a good fight. The kind that no one wins and no ones right. I could have walked away. I should have
the war?. Why don't you come on back to the war? Ah, yes, I live here with a woman and a child. The situation makes me kind of nervous. Yes, I rise up from her arms, she says. "I guess you call this
you're so blind As you traffic in the bucks. Of the recent reconstruction. This ain't no drill team, I'm conducting. You can make your decision. Or watch it on television But let's get back to the war
. . I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier. I know that the clubs are weapons of war. I know that diamonds mean money for this art. But that's not the shape of my heart. That's not the
come. With shout of acclamation. To take me home. What joy shall fill my heart. Then I shall bow in humble adoration. And there proclaim my God how great thou art. Then sings my soul my savior God
Well, I've got a secret, I cannot say. Blame all the movement to give it away. You've got somethin', that I understand. Holding it tightly, caught on command. Leap of faith, do you doubt?. Cut
