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in the sweat of a millon orgies. You'll live in the fire of a sweetest hell. And bear your soul to the rays of a mortal sun. And give your lips to the kiss of the scorpion. I ain't the creator and
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(1959) George Bassman, Chayefsky Only the lonely love, only the sad of soul,. Wake and begin their day in the middle of the night,. To breakfast on their pride, burnt joys and tears just dried. To
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Out of the blue. Bonafide. Response of the brain. Intense adrenaline flow. Flow. Out of control. Sudden jolt. Freezing in fear. Trauma road. Road. Traveling real. Pain is my pill. Ride it
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kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of razzmatazz. And it has, all that jazz And each time I leave, Chicago is. Tuggin' my sleeve, Chicago is. The Wrigley building
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in the breeze. The dogwood I'll always remember my Lord died upon one of these. The sunset in it's golden splendor such colors no artist can do. I know when I look on it's beauty each page in the
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In the great book of John you're warned of the day. When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay. The angel of death will come from the sky. And claim your poor soul when the time comes to die
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. Who's Thirsty for Your Soul By the Branches of Enchanted. The Spell Will Cast on you. Under Bog You Shall Be Drowning. By the Singing of a Tree
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hand man. Now it's aplan as flamenco turns to -down shakin. There's a jazz jam and Julie's got the whole joint bakin'. And anyone who's fakin' gets a quick anihilation. As we movin' destinations on
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me when I'm angry. Stop talking to me. Just like I don't even bleed. This cross is heavy when. You're my soul sucker. Get out of my face. The past is running in place. The slivers cut me as you. Suck
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. Nailed to a Cross of holy design. Blood to water. Water to wine. Whip the soul till a mother cries Bring it down, baby. Pierce the side. Start the legend with a funeral rite. Serpent Jesus. Snake of
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is not a better day, today. BRIDGE-. Look at the starlight in the sky. The colors of the heavens painted. It makes us wonder why. The sound of the ocean on the shore. The worlds last beautiful sonnets
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Bài hát My Desert Soul - Psychopunch. I struggle for nothing , I don't wanna move ahead. There's got to be something , it might as well be dead. Here comes a new one , put out the light. My kind of
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thinking about the trust of people. All kinds of people. Down in your soul. Your secret's there to find. But you must search. Where spirits fly. Do you believe. In the power of a touch. The answer
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your soul. Doomed and cold, yea alright A hum in the ear, numbness comes. Feeling like you're almost home. The open arms, tempting embrace. It's always been waiting Waiting at the end of time for you
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Bài hát Soul Rest - Paul Williams. You and I wake up slowly. The world outside moves fast. And the crowds eat away. At a run-a-round day. And they treat it like it was their last. You and I we wish
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. Nailed to a cross. Of a holy design. Blood to water. Water to wine. Whip the soul til a mother cries. Bring it down. Pierce the side. Start the legend w/a funeral rite. Serpent jesus. Snake of
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paints to match the colors of my love. Hello, Hello, it's me Picasso. I will spray my words of my love. With your name on every wall. When you leave my colors fade to gray. Or all my colors fade away
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journey through a strange, new world. Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be! . Only then can you belong to me. . Floating, falling, sweet
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kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of razzmatazz. And it has, all that jazz And each time I leave, Chicago is. Tuggin' my sleeve, Chicago is. The Wrigley building
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Bài hát True Colors - Zedd. Stars fall at my feet, keep me grounded as I reach. Higher than I see, is there something there for me?. Pulling back the reins, letting go again. I'm not afraid, I'm not
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Well, I'm ugly as sin, that is to say I'm not good lookin'. But I can bust some ska, in fact the rhythm rhyme is cookin'. Brighten up your soul and loosen up your brain. Make my heart beat all
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shoot through the night like a shot gun. I'm gonna get on down, I wanna get on down I'm the king of the mountain. I'm the king of the mountain Listen, don't try to save my soul from destruction. I'm
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faith is falling away. I'm not that sure anymore. . Shades of grey wherever I go. The more I find out the less that I know. Black and white is how it should be. But shades of grey are the colors I
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gift to the sky. And the clouds give back. Every time they cry. Make the grass grow green. Beneath my toes. And if the sun comes out. I'll paint a picture all about. The colors I been dreamin' of
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gift to the sky. And the clouds give back. Every time they cry. Make the grass grow green. Beneath my toes. And if the sun comes out. I'll paint a picture all about. The colors I been dreamin' of
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Within the depths of darkness. Amidst delusive fog. There waits a path to nowhere. Forthright be stepped upon Walking through the heinous forest. The panic and rush of fright. She feels them
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Well you thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever. But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids. And you
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soul malaise. Abandon the long lost man. Your child portrays Into the eyes of fire. Into the gaze ablaze. Into the burning light. Of Satan's rays. Into the source of wisdom. Beyond the Bible lies
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"Forget our fate", the pedlar sings. Set up to sell my soul, . I've lived a life for wealth to bring. And yet I'll gaze at. . The colour of spring, . Immerse in that one moment, . Left in love
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Bài hát St. James Infirmary - Preservation Hall Jazz Band. It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square. They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there. On my left
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Bài hát St. James Infirmary - Preservation Hall Jazz Band. It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square. They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there. On my left
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guard . The heart of the cards . Don't battle too hard . Remember to trust in the heart of the cards . (Yu-Gi-Oh! Yu-Gi-Oh! Time to duel!) . There's a presence deep within . Search your soul take control
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The flesh is weak, the bones are brittle, the blood is thin. I'm a father, brother, lover to all you sisters of sin. My soul was never sold, I gave it away for free. No conscience worries, just me