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for 7.22, those mine to smoke
Wish me to the well that turned to wine, I'm not designed to float
But tried to swim, drowning out my demons one by one

They got fire in their hearts 
So come on make some noise 
Raise your cup, just put it up
For the summer boys, the summer boys

V2:
Hank’s at the dish,

[Verse 1]
Gave my heart to a bitch that I should've went hard on
Got one on my sleeve, Comme des Garçons 
She a Virgo she heartless
JK girl I wont

Pander pandering 
our idols exposed
at seven soho square
their factory is on fire. 

His sleeve caught between the cogs
pulled him down into

doesn't help me either
But I don't really care anymore
7x67 or just 10x10 (10x10)
I'm putting out the fire with alcohol I've made it higher
Attempts to find

you don't want to go out anyway?
Just go, go have fun!
Nope!
It's
Wanna spend it with you!
Well

Another cozy night
You should get some air
A fire

If my heart tore
Or if it cracked on the floor
And made me fall on all fours
And my demons locked all the doors
And told me to peel the skin I wore

distant, oh profane children of the hurricane. Poisoned by the Sacred Feast. Seven powers to the misbegotten Beast.

Blood, Steel, Fire, Black Flames getting

miss me
Flight's leaving real early, home by 7:30
It's funny like Eddie Murphy conversations, don't worry
Why you break that love like the lonely [?]

at myself, twenty-seven or twelve
Fire was ever my type
Entranced since my grandparents gave me my Gameboy Advance
It's been three weeks since leaving my mom

enabled by racists who're making pillows
And if race didn't play a factor in seven in Jacob's back
How then did Kyle walk away without facing the same

[Verse]
Yo, listen up, I got a story to impart
'Bout a man who's been through it all, straight from the heart
Born in the struggle, he hustled just

I’m pulling on nothing but 6 hoes and 1 pimp,
7 in the fuckin do followed by 52 Scott and four-trey in a row
Then after I break their silly ass I catch

Word, word, son yeah, pass the chron though
We gotta hit the block
Like, like seven o' clock,  man
Them fiends out there
We gotta get there, man,

Moorlough Shore

Caroline LaVelle

Spirit

1995

passed you by
Your sweet lips that lingered on my skin
I can feel their heat again
And your eyes that thrilled with passion's fire
They watch my every

this land 

a newborn king will overcome 

I'll be the scythe to cut you down 

I'll be the fire to burn you down 

Conquest is mine into the fight

a warning

Sound of wind through falling leaves
In the winter barren trees
Oh the warmth of your love
Like a fire that's burning 

Endlessly
You meet me
In

flames"

The antichrist is among us driven by
His greed holy ground

And God's child is his fear
The only thing that can him kill are the seven daggers
But

Pain

Killarmy

Dirty Weaponry

1998

out, yo

This is war niggaz, a duel to the death
You better make sure your swords sharp
And you got a lyin' heart
'Cause, I strike for the throat

dead
Better than with prayers and pleas
Or in the clutch of some disease
Wasting slowly by degrees
Better than of heart attack
Or some dose of drug I

the hallway
Whisper, snuggle, lay in bed all day
I keep a heart breaker pistol
In my sheets tuck
Covering the carving of initials
On the tree trunk
The type

22 Below

Melissa Auf der Maur

Out of Our Minds

2010

The heart of the universe 

Fire deep inside,
Spinning us through time,
The heart of the matter,
I hear it getting louder 

I'm your healer and you're

Call to Heaven

Patty Smyth

Never Enough

1987

it's one of seven
What a night for the dancing dead
What a night to be called to heaven
What a picture to fill your head
By the wall in silhouette

conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave

VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless