god, now I finally understand why everything happens for a reason. This must be a dream, voices all around me. White walls. White walls. It's finally over. It's finally over. Now I finally
springtime, the flowers stood and paid her due And all the folk they sang of a good rhyme While drinking all they wanted to A bitter sweet, this final
just want to get closer than close to you. Baby, I just want to get closer than close to you. Your soul is naked, it tells you what it wants. I read your letter
it's like. There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door, You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, in the final
a fire with their songs and letters Left there to burn, left there to burn In their arrogance But as for me I'm coming to my final failure I've killed
unison collapse Death rode these silent caravans and steered them to the ?(o/a)?im of the world. Their diaries and withered letters all devoted to the
knock-out in the final round? So how much did you understand of everything I didn't say? There's truth in what you haven't heard And hush is a four-letter
: Down among the wines and spirits Where a man gets what he merits Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall Now he finds how far he's fallen
I'm leaving you honest I'm done with the promise We can't all be caught in And superficial cigarette burns a storm in the gate Leaving lovely little letters
Voglio una casa con terrazzo Faccio la fotografa Studio a Villa Mirafiori Sono amica del fidanzato di Melissa P una volta ci uscivo io Faccio Lettere
: [Big Boi] Well its the M I crooked letter comin around the South Rollin straight hammers and vogues in that old Southern slouch Please, ain't nothin
no hay dolor por una persona ya olvidada [Translation:] With my right hand I open the door My mom welcomes me with a newspaper and a letter I see pictures
it must stay. He had to fight back tears of rage. His heart beat like a drum. For with the wife of his best friend, he spent his final night of freedom
s no compassion in the trail of tears Drive bys and robberies I been dwelling in ATL for years I slang hand to hand no procrastination Worser than Candyman off of Final
Til the line was gone And my turn to win was lost What do you do When you look to the left and to the right And find no clue? Well I'm sending a letter
ahead and watch me glow [Charles Hamilton:] Rey Mysterio flow, stayin? clear Of makeup-smeared hatin? queers, makin? clear this is spiritual Though a spirit you owe, church final
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