N) Yeah, just so she can fall (L O N D O N) There's something about the way she walks, you know It suits the city streets so well and yet Nobody's heard her band yet
rabbit hole More women more alcohol here [L] Don't say my name when I'm at the bar (So gone) Cause I'm in the zone and I'm tryin' my hardest not to fall
could get real when you wind up smoked? [Killah Priest] I spit volcanoes Twist heads, spit lead, then boast like the angels The scorpion tongue Come
ain't the type of nigga that be jumpin' the gun But you lookin' like a dime piece and I'm huntin'' for one What's ya name? Nah, better yet, what's ya
from here on out we gonna hold your name down The love you had for Hundred Station, Smiling Coat and Gumptown and lil' Poony your soldier name was Eddie
praise His holy name Christ is the Lord, o praise His name forever His power and glory yet the poor proclaim His power and glory yet the poor proclaim Fall
to end quite yet in montreal i got so mad, someone broke into the van stole my guitar and aaron's bag then we turned on cnn, watched the towers fall
of paradise extend their fragrance ever sweet. Crown him the Lord of love, behold his hands and side, those wounds, yet visible above, in beauty glorified. No angel
would weave a snare that I might one day rue. I saw the danger yet I walked along the enchanted way. And I said, "Let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning
time We'll laugh in the face of danger, I'll be your lone ranger And you be my angel, as we wave goodbye And ride into the sunset, some things we ain't done yet
prince of fallen virtues In almost poetic rhapsody Masterbate to the sound of the knell The Patchetic stench of dying children Perhaps our fall is certain
you succeed you free us all - this so called "angel" has to fall! RAOUL: Angel of music, fear my fury - Here is where you fall! GIRY: Hear my warning
I shudder in the chill of stillness My body still yearns for its bloodstream ...And yet I call His name this last time [Chorus] Where angels have fallen
I die And the pens have been lifted and the pages have dried And a big smoke screen wrote my name in the sky Politicin with the angels knowin they would
your insane soul, I sting where it is fatal You won't feel a thing at all Unless you cause my house of cards to fall... Try and find me You'll find