Lyrics:
sometimes that's hard
So I look ahead to Friday
Live my life in the best way
Wishing it away
But thank god its here yea
Coz I'm living for the weekend yea
wind, I go!
Fear and lost time, my soul
Gaze me with your evil eye
Haunted in these place, my god!
Dust and fresh wind, I go!
Hunted by a dark soul, in
birth
to man.
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred
bastard sons.
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live
love
And when I go there, I go there with you
It's all I can do
The city's a flood
And our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
bluff
Yea
I ain't even gotta fight
The Lord fights for what's right
If you live by the sword then you die by the knife
I don't fear in the night I don't
watched the efforts of our species dance away on the radioactive wind
Civilization retreated by millennia
All of human history wrought to dust
Our
the facts that I've learned
As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
Thoughts follow my vision
and motherfuckers die
It's not the way I want to live, my nigga it's how it is
Homie got into a fight last night, that killed his kids
In this life I lead,
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
no vest
Knowin' them bullets might just still hit me
Take a chance, mama took a chance by having me
I think I can make a masterpiece
In New Orleans
COMMENTATOR 2:
but hes caught in the full scorpion. He cant move. Is he going to tap out? Donny V, can he, can he save the day?
COMMENTATOR 1:
Donny V may
learn
You wear them proud like you wear your name
And as you go on down that road
Don't let the dust get in your eyes
It blows in the winds
and it's rising up from the dark
I'm gonna live, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna burn
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Ashes to ashes again
As the river flows
that I really miss
Thumping clumps of syllabetes
Coming up with little tricks
To cover up those little slits in the curtain
Workin' brick by brick
Taking
in the ketchup your face in the reflection in the mirror
He walked through the rocks, you know
He walked through the scorpion dust
He walks
Scafell, cloud-bearing Suilven
Sun-warmed rocks and the cold of Bleaklow's frozen sea
The snow and the wind and the rain of hills and mountains
Days in
hardships that drive me crazy
New chapter i begin
These walls caving in
All eyes on me now but you ain't like me back then
Mane whichever way the wind blowing
Late nights and hurricane winds
I’ve been through hell and back again
And in the end you play the cards you’re dealt
Getting up despite the pain
I LIVE ON
I LIVE ON
I´M NOT JUST DUST IN THE WIND
I´M HERE FOR MORE THAN THAT
TO GET YOUR HIDE
I´M SO FUCKING ALIVE
I´M NOT JUST FUCKING DUST IN
is our theatre we act live in it
Independence not a question we require it
A pause without calm, rather deep suspension
The end of being penned in
have Broken out of Babylon,
Living in my mansion,
Far above the scorpions
Glory hallelujah
better than a champion
winning than a conqueror
ruling over
Got my boots in the dust|Crocodile skin, silver and rust|Rattlesnakes in the rocks|Scorpions tails and magical ghosts||I'm standing in the cold
stick ya
In his side like a leak, then your ass is leakin'
Homie, how I found out? Boy, you know I ain't speakin'
Just consider yourself gone by
asphalt dust
Metallic horse gallop in a hillside
Pipes echo from the trees
Shakin' as we all roll by
Moss on my roof, but only on the south side
Marks on my
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