: Ah.. I can feel you, sweet song of summer. Your music comforts my lonely reign. I can hear you in evil darkness. That empty feeling, I'm near you
Ah.. I can feel you, sweet song of summer. Your music comforts my lonely reign. I can hear you in evil darkness. That empty feeling, I'm near you
those eyes Don't steal my freedom My freedom Oh, If I didn't give it all When I stood you made me crawl And oh, if you never heard the song Then I could
: Falling away from you [x2] Always seems so tragic in my mind. I hear that you're doing well now. Things I wish I could have heard from you. And it'
lay the card down will it turn up the fool? Will it turn up sorrow? Is there one there for you?" For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me For whom
the card down will it turn up the fool? Will it turn up sorrow? Is there one there for you?" For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me For whom the bell
Lover face, wanna make you ejaculate Until it's no longer fun I confess to really being quite charmed By your feminine effects You're the only one with whom
To whom it may concern, You might sell a million more than me, But you don't got a million more than me, Let's be real. Ahahaha Let's do this thing
N I'M SURE THAT ONE WHO??? LOOSE THAT SPECIAL ONE FEEL THE SAME WAY AS I DO 2 N SOOOOOO!!! THESE SONGS GO OUT 2 9-11 PEOPLE WHOM??? HAS LOST THAT SPECAIL
, laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet, While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King, Whom
need a girl that's just like me You've had a lot of girlfriends but none in whom you can believe Time just dragged along, you're tired of playin' the same old song
To all the men whom I've loved To all the men whom I've loved Something to free your angry hearts I'm opening up my arms To all the men whom I've loved
like Yeahhh Macaroni greens and hamhocks, I am not on your planet like Dr. Spock, Rock To my own tune, Lil' Tune My stomach hurtin' My shit is dropping real soon Kill whom
excelsis Deo! Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong? What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heavenly song
, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring him laud The babe, the son of Mary Oh, raise, raise a song on high
, who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping? This, this is Christ the King Whom
beat Till the other side retreats under six feet beneath, c'mon I told you that is a saw I wore I'm a kill when the rebel yells song that don't stop
make ya spark wit da Ying Yang Twins Sippin on patron, blong blong blong Shawdy in a thong, whom whom whom Ass get da jiggling, MOTHER FUCKING WIGGLYING
