Sing your song, words that have to continue. Tell a tale, seal the screen that is in you. Make your peace, face to face that is after. Reasons plain,
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2000 As we get biz, yeah I'ma let you have it Let's do this Yo, my life is clientele, while pro people talk about me Cut empty pocket, shark faces like
love you I?ve a drowning grip on your adoring face I love you, my responsibility has found a place Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle
plan and dental plan and you dont bring the giant out of the gentle man... Gee golly giga bites and a gorrilas into the side of a ni**as face like i dont
quit is in the post: And you should know: your Little cow and calf is gonna die V I was awake, dreaming Of new dystopias to run to and hide within And new faces
the walls, Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people. Why is it that the kind and gentle are subjected to violence and riducule
old propeller things. I would fly right by your place, and pick you up with gentle grace, and fly straight into outer space, just to see you face to face
dreams are but of her And let the moon reside over us tonight, like embracing lovers Its gentle solace warms me with its light As giant trees shed their
Everyday they clock me, everyday is just the same. And the people I see, wear the same face as me. As I turn the handle, time goes slowly by. Is that
- Stay with me still. I dream. I hope. I always will. Now they're mine no more as they stand there in the glowing light. I see every face like my own
for the future now? And can you say who does the writing then? How did you get -- who gave the name of the band? 3. Now that he's gone, turn off our faces
suddenly over, when (*)I think of you know, in kindness allow. My memory lingers, then (*)It's only goodbye, my strength telling lies, Just facing what
. MAYBE; As you're, staring too hard, You could see that somehow it's real Little Brown Bag. What did she turn her back on, Was it the nightmare she couldnt face
was afraid and I stayed away making sure of my independence, isn't it true that I lost my head. Took my time and I didn't rush into anything, showed my face
fooled, get up before you fall. Carnal grave Crawling smooth Open flesh and you must let him in. Glass reflects What you are It shows the face, the evil face
