Lyrics:
They be tellin me to tell ya'll prisoners something you don't ever wanna see
I ain't frontin' like I was an O-Dogg, no dogg, I was just K
Just a boy in
of the war, machine gun on the hill
Charge the enemy taking the prisoners by power of his will
There on that day
Sergeant York entered the fray
Saving
drop
Down, high break, free from they Glocks
Make prisoners out in Rikers Island think outside the box
This couldn't have been predicted by the Mayans
I've found all the love I ever wanted
Things so sweet I never could explain
Hold me like a prisoner who has nowhere to escape
Tied forever
me more like you, come on and make me
I remember a time when I never thought that I'd believe
A prisoner to myself like everyone else
Thinking
You got me wrapped around your finger
Who I am, I don't know anymore
Got me blinded by your circumstance
I'm stuck in the middle
See, I know how
home, and that's for sure
She's not sitting down and cryin' on her suitcase
She has no second thoughts by the road
But she's got feelings that need
music and lyrics by Corb Lund
Lester Cousins left his brothers on a work truck filled with others
'cause his father?d left his mother years ago
If you're the chosen one
How does it feel to be loved by no one
If you're the number 1
Where do you run to can you hide behind the sun
And you
Well welcome in
To my home, it's your grave, a stage to set my sins
And I will win
You can tell by the grin on my face as the knife digs in
have to hold him prisoner the whole night through
I didn't say I did, so don't think I would do
But if I did do, then what would you do
What if I
on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by
Ancient invasion
Taken prisoner
I have lived countless lifetimes
Reborn amnesiac
Reanimated in a womb of crystal and glass
Of bile and slime
A nation in despair, weakened by war, defeated
Lost their pride in Versailles
A former prisoner with a vision or delusion
Rise to power in
Lonely nights are filled
With lonely tears.
Every dream I owned,
Was now slowly drifting away.
Being the prisoner of my own fears,
Than you
No reason to fear
Keep it secret, nobody knows
It's our U.F.O.
I see lights, down by the woods
Debris and molten steel
Uniforms barking commands
Tried
The king of the cards
King of the castle
King of the barstool
Liked by all known but he thinks he’s an arsehole
Pass the parcel to Jimmy
Everybody pass
Dressed in cold black - gun in your hand
Looking so cool you act like a man
Livin' by terror government blessed
You're taking your prisoners
comeback, but didn't touch my score
A Farrakhan listener, white world prisoner
My frisk down is just like the state pen for visitors
Ghetto red hots, guns,
Charles Gibbs
Words and Music Chris Foster
Copyright May 3rd 2003
Terror on the high seas wrought by Charles Gibbs
Brandishing his sword in pirate
tragedy has made him a prisoner in his own body.
And it's not just tragedy, it's dementia, despair;
it's this hole I can see in each of his eyes,
where
Growin' up you don't see the writing on the wall.
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead you knew it all.
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain,
you'll
Brought into this world
Met by open arms
I was born as a hero
All the tears I wept
The tears that just kept falling
All the dreams I dreamt
Growin' up you don't see the writing on the wall.
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead you knew it all.
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain,
you'll
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