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If I could find a way to erase the day I would starve the endless night and burn out the lights You don't need to understand You'll never need to know
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(Music: Yattering, Lyrics: Svierszcz) You kill, destroy, you filth, You arrange internal existence potential On murder, mechanical structures Destroy
Don't look at me as a white man I'm just a man Don't look at me as a black man I'm just a man It takes a man to deal with ignorance Prove that you can
When things go wrong I look at the stars outside When somethings done You know you can't turn back time We lose each other Between the fire and the flame
You look at me like there's no tomorrow I showed you the way time and time again We did so many things together Guess sometimes there's always a reminder
The sweet success is tender and it's right And when you hold me I don't put up a fight Are my eyes telling me lies Simple things that I believed Simple
I saw you creeping through the darkness I had the light on my side I caught your eye from the corner of the door As you tried to be precise I know you
Bring your lips a little closer honey Wet them as cold as an ice block for me Kissings become a habit Since this part of the street closed up No free
This day something happens and of course you're there This day or another you are always near Mingling incognito - always claiming your share Gimme gimme
You've been identified You've been exemplified I see you standing there playing with your hair I'm talking to you but you don't even care I talk to
(Hess) Do you find in the desert That all the sand looks the same I drink the optic illusion But the thirst never fades We're not in the same shoes With
I could walk a million miles Suffer freezing rain and failure, it's familiar This time you have gone too far Stole my memories and teardrops, now it all
you know i'm not a morning person never said i was leaving i wasn't sure until this morning split screen apartment where you still lie there sleeping
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing. Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls
How can we be free? The bloodline of kings in the house of white Lynch law abiding citizens cashing in their rights The sky is on fire The sky is on