of rain calling cloudy skies, [01:10.65]but we're gonna see if we can make the sun shine anyway. [01:14.05]Right here on a station that pays, [01
getting you Next morning you was up, not doing what you was meant to do That wasn't the life that you were meant to have That wasn't the way that it
'm just a girl That likes a man that knows his right from wrong One that will keep his loving at home I'm the kind of girl Who likes to please her man
tonight two great ships will pull back to their ports depleted of everything that shoots flames and reports and in the morning the shells will wash up
3 monkeys sittin' under a coconut tree Discussing things as they are set to be Said one to the others Now listen you two There's a strange rumor that
called the, Neverson, Tremaine Addicted to the verses her dispersin like cocaine He dope, but he so vain Cook coke in flames Bag it, once I have it, in the plastic, I deliver that
you serious, (no nooo) Did you think that you were getting off ...that easy when your body's calling me, like a moth to the flame (oh hoo) and i can tell that
ov downcast Ariman awakened, yet am no longer human kindle me to Thy rapture as I descend into Sheol Hiva! hear my call! transform my flesh into flame
big things collide Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought to hide And here comes Metal Angel, she looks ready to ride; & What's that
been obliged To ensure that its flock remains servile. "Repent ye sinners or be devoured in the flames of hell." Those very same flames that devoured
missing I?m getting stressed cause there?s one thing that I was wishing That I would?ve done more with the truth of the words that I was given Why did I waste that
back up, ?here's your morning money, chance weather, big bills you can feel like it's pouring, thunder and hell storming on the first thing in the morning morning
thing we did wrong was going and getting you Next morning you was up, not doing what you was meant to do That wasn't the life that you were meant to
Spending all day flippin skate boards on pavement Who woulda of thunk, a chunk of wood could make poor kids famous And I'm sayin things are changing,
hot I'm feeling very cold inside Although I am alive I can not feel a thing I wanna now why I Really had to follow the tall man To his office down underground Call
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Find the first conseit of love there bred Faith falling... No bitterness that I have bitter thing Doom's calling Whatever midnight hath been here The flames