bottle? Yeah, give it here man, over here Oh, oh yeah Some people live apart They break your heart so damn easy And then one night in stunning victory
like food Booed by angry onlookers who I've never seen before I done found my thrill apart from Blueberry Hill A vocal ville local with a crib in Acapulco
I've been thinking about something in our past. Words you said that were forgot. I don't want to be a dime or a dozen child. A mother's love should not
a war you won't believe we're gonna hit 'em and we're gonna hit 'em hard (hit'em hard) we're gonna hit 'em and we're gonna tear them apart tear it apart
I am You're in a trance You're in a trance You betrayed me You're in a trance You're in a trance ? You're in a trance You're in a trance You still need
uruk-hai! The war is over and all is silent Ravens fly to Isengard Tall creatures with the shape of a tree Marching north with victory Their work is
happened. It was not a glorious victory for the British spirit, Nor an heroic defeat of a fascist dictator. It was a callous and savage piece of electioneering
I'm justified, I'm sanctified in you I'm nothing less Torn apart inside myself A dripping bloody mess I need your love, your strength to guide Facing
The apartment is empty, the pictures have left their marks on the wall Nothing has ever taken so long Moving away, a new horizon to look at each day And
a fuck who you get... I don't give a fuck if Jesus write your verses and Satan and God produced it I don't give a fuck if Puff signed it I don't give a
a card in the mail says some family died And now you're stressed Pressure is a bitch, you can go on like a sucker, stay and be victorious Written is a
i demolish the labyrinth of lies fire wind water earth i show no mercy betrayers are slain victorious and proud alone i stand resurrection through self-destruction like a
stand in the ring with me Put a pussy back in his place Straitlaced with a Strong Arm Steady gang up in your face I run a race with the West to my back
sure to include this statement When you are bent on closing my eyes Thinking about what my life meant Alone on a hill back in '65 Things looked a lot
victory dance No more feeling guilty, for things I never did Feeling nothing for my crime Living like a gypsy, dreaming like a kid It makes me old before my time There is a
From a cardboard hovel in a darkened street To the well-lit windows of a penthouse suite All are desperate souls with a human fate And we protect ourselves
Don't walk away, victory's hollow Been that road, it didn't take us home Turn around, you won't be alone Somethin' brings us together, keeps tearin' us apart
a dreamer to get this far from my hometown A real believer to look up when things are down It takes a fool to let a good life fall apart But when a man