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Busted flat and dusted boy your minds a terrible thing
Said the man with a dirty hand who claimed that he was king Choking angels from inside trying to make them sing Cause your short of breath and close to death From sleeping on the wing Dirty king, dirty king now your strapped in for the ride It's so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied Mr. Innocent blood says he kills but just for love Too bad the good ones always have to take the blame Hey sharp tongue liar making pay in a bed of fire To bad your dreams are always made of losing games Dirty king, dirty king now you're strapped in for the ride It's so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied But I want to but my hands were always tied up Yes indeed But I want to but my hands were always tied up Dirty king But I wish I had myself a dime for every time I cursed your Goddamn name...Mister Clean Sweatin on the line doin 40, wasting time Ain't it funny how dat money rots your brain Put your soul on trial cause you lost it all to a tiny vial Look in the mirror when you tell me who's insane Dirty king, dirty king now your strapped in for the ride Its so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied But I want to but my hands were always tied up Yes in deed But I want to but my hands were always tied up Dirty king And I wish I had myself a dime for every time I cursed your Goddamn name...Mister Clean |
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If I was the king
Of all the rotten Stealing filth From those forgotten Would you be my queen Of a desperate land? Do you give a damn? What if I had to scold you? Listen once, tried and true What if I had to trade you For another man? Do you think I can? I won't call on the angels, no Beating on the line As I turn to amputate I'm bleeding on you What if you were torn in two? What if I wanted to be like you? What if I were high, like an aeroplane? Would you look at me the same? I won't call on the angels, no Beating on the line As I turn to amputate I'm bleeding on you If we walked side by side Would you stab my back And kill my pride? Would you fall ahead Or would you move behind? Tell me, words unkind? Now if I was the king Of all the rotten Stealing filth From those forgotten Would you be my queen Of this desperate land? Do you think I give a damn? I won't call on the angels, no Beating on the line As I turn to amputate I'm bleeding on you |
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When I was young
Some wise fool told me Live and learn But nothing comes for free So I did what I could When I was able To keep the truth Away from our table Young blood creepin' What you need? Wiseblood shake him down To his knees guaranteed Well I never walked I just learned to fly And your heaven or high Was the way I stayed alive I've seen them devils Pound our bible You saints and sinners Are both my rival Young blood creepin' What you need? Wiseblood shake him down To his knees Aim to please -Solos- Well there's blood on the street But there's nothin to steal from me Cause I walk alone But at least I walk for free I listen to few and I'm fueled by fire Guess now I'm old and now much wiser Young blood creepin' What you need? Wiseblood shake him down To his knees guaranteed |
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Well I'm feeling left behind
Lord, what a waste of time They're coming to get you Run on How can I respect your crime When all you criminals whine? They bought and sold you Run on, run on Well you can call me crazy Or you can call me wrong 'Cause, see I was born a liar Albatross - fly on, fly on My home is kind Man, it pays to be blind Well, I promise to forget you Run on, yeah No swallowed pride No conspiracy lined Broken promise of virtue Run on, Lord, run on Well you can call me lazy But I know where I belong 'Cause, 'cause I was born a liar Albatross - fly on With your trust in love From your God above Ooh I believe The albatross is me Well you can call me crazy You can call me wrong 'Cause, 'cause I was born a liar Albatross - fly on, fly on I should have seen the signs Now the memory's far behind It was no big loss Fly on albatross, yeah Fly on Fly on abatross, yeah Fly on Fly on |
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Grace, pride, tell me what's your name
crippled will with tomorrow's pill cause I feel no pain and I can't remember who's to blame... this is not my home, this is not my home but the source was always known My grain I beg, you steal, do you show me your signs of sin blistered and torn by the pure and reborn when they're just like us and remember man, they cave in... this is not my home, this is not my home but the source was always known My grain this is not my home, this is not my home but the source was always known My grain war stone, do you write your name in trust? word to the wise my instincts rise all your heroes are gone and the proud ones have turned to dust, seven dust you can kill my pride but my heads still flying my grain my grain my grain my....... |
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Standin' on the ceiling, it's alright
Suspended by the dreams you seem to lose You've been floatin' for a while, a while, can't hold on Standin' on the ceiling, it's alright, it's alright Somebody is tryin' to get the best of me Congratulations song So now your'te flying like you wanna be Right where you belong Starin' at the wall like it's window,don't know Blinded by the dreams you seem to lose. You've been starin' for a while, knock it down Starin' at the wall, you don't know, don't know... Somebody is tryin' to get the best of me Congratulations song So now you're flying like you wanna be Right where you belong Runnin' from the sun again, it's alright, alright Runnin' from the dreams you seem to lose You've been runnin' for a while, a while... You can't slow down... Runnin' from the sun again, it's all right, all right Somebody is tryin' to get the best of me Congratulations song So now you're flying like you wanna be..... |
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The number in nations
The god in their hearts The justice in swine The devil in God VOTE This long hand that breaks our backs Still casting shadows on all that we see Unjustified...mercy killing is just a feeling To keep our numbers from being free (Chorus) Prison for praise is not worth thinking Sin is still in and our ballots are shrinking So unleash the dogs - the only solution Forgive and forget, fuck no I'm talking about a revolution The prophet man's got a needle in his hand Draws his dreams from your soul - bleeding minds into sand The year of the fear has arrived decades too late And our right to stand and fight is now solely sealed in fate (Repeat first chorus) One last chance mission with a vision 'cos our lives are just cards i their stack Our time is short but theirs is shorter How much longer can they hold us back (Chorus) Prison for praise - the obvious answer Once had power mad - living disaster Don't fuck with me 'cos I'm on a freedom train That bears no name - this time I'm voting with a bullet This view they once knew made our nooses too tight This justice in swine This devil in god So God bless my soul - I've got total control And the crosshairs lined up dead in my sight I'm voting with a bullet |
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Amplified on fire, strapped to take you higher
Queens appear, strapped you made it clear Is everybody with me, is everybody cool Is anybody lazy, am I the only fool ? Hell yeah maybe you a rock n roller Hey, hey maybe I should of been colder Ditch that wish and sell your soul Is everybody with me is everybody cool Is anybody lazy am I the only fool ? That's what makes it so damn hard to find her I was down beat crazy, lumps to make it hazy Ride on fear, wings they disappear Is everybody with me, is everybody cool Is anybody lazy, am I the only fool ? Hell yeah maybe you a rock n roller Hey hey maybe I should of been colder Ditch that wish and sell your soul I was down town freaky, strapped you made it tricky Heads go under, sho nuff gonna roll you over Is everybody with me is everybody cool Is anybody lazy am I the only fool ? Hell yeah maybe you a rock n roller Hey, hey maybe I should of been colder Ditch that wish and sell your soul Ditch that wish and sell your soul Life that touch and make your body rock, ah Make yo body rock, ah...Make yo body rock, ah... |
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Once in awhile you'd be better listening to the fools for a change
I can see it in your eyes, it's the one who's not like you, you despise I'm no different than you, it's just that I do whatever I want to that's what sets us apart, I was free from the start, now you're leaving tell me whose heart is bleeding so once in awhile you'd be better listening to the fools for a change What comes around follows and the truth becomes harder to swallow so bang bang they shoot you down, no one says a word as your body hits the ground oh pick her up and put her down the crowd screams aloud she's not breathing and the only hand that reaches is the one alone you've been cheating my friend tell me whose heart is bleeding again so once in awhile you'd be better listening to the fools for a change once in awhile you'd be better listening to the fools for a change |
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I see the world through bloodshot eyes
Streets filled with blood from distant lies. The dogs of war never compromise, No real time for rearranging. "Help me Jesus, Help me clean my wounds" He said he cannot heal that kind. Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind. He said it happens every time... Knock it down, Knock it down, That's how the story goes In the Land of 1000 No's. I'm all over you In time my mind is changing. Knock it down. Black on black gives me a heart attack And the silence makes it deadly. Some choose to kill with simple will. I've seen them fall fast and steady. "Help me Jesus, Help me clean my wounds" He said he cannot heal that kind. Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind. He said it happens every time... Knock it down, Knock it down, That's how the story goes In the Land of 1000 No's. I'm all over you In time my mind is changing. Twist of fate won't give me a break And myself, I'm slow and tired. I've got to rise with these bloodshot eyes But I keep falling when I'm higher. "Help me Jesus, Help me clean my wounds" He said he cannot heal that kind. Bleeding soul becomes a bitter mind. He said it happens every time... Knock it down, Knock it down, That's how the story goes In the Land of 1000 No's. We are bleeding sins but our sins Are always fading... Knock it Down, Knock it Down. |
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