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Will never die
 
This is call that reaches out your hand
Yeah, this is the world where we take our final stand
Cause they've been watching, learning,

they were high rollers and forgot to check their voicemail and as they watched the sun set with a mug of the local brew in hand, Dave turned to Kay

so much since I last saw you

Hands off my hair, how very dare you 
Ding ding, hold my earrings for my debut
'Cause I pack a punch backed into

hands
Hoist the colors high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars
Never shall we die

Now some have died
and some are alive
and others sail on sea
with the keys

the ground
That you standin' on
Motherfuck how many grams you slung
Is you gon' blow your whistle when
The nigga hand you a gun?
Heard them niggas wanna kill

the darkest night

And yet I search on and yet I wait
To find a place where no sorrow creeps in

And yet it wrings me
Like a strange cold hand and yet it burns

night
And yet I search on and yet I wait
To find a place where no sorrow creeps in

And yet it wrings me
Like a strange cold hand and yet it burns me
Like

She's gonna turn away, sigh and quietly stutter
That it's back again, she can't feel anything at all

The weight of her words fall
Into the hands I'm

your hands
We having the time of our lives
 
Get up
Do my thing
Get up
Do my thing
Come on now
Make a scene
It's as easy as 1 2 3
Get up
Do my thing
Get

I can feel her breathe on my neck 
Her hands going to chest 
This feelings I can’t digest 
It’s something I’m gon regret I know
Now she got her hands

Tell him how you feel inside
He's all ears, he'll even hold your hand
So that he won't have to feel
Counting bats until the curtain drops

She was

the mob
Man, I been about my hands, but I ain't for Londo
Ooh, Benjamin Franklin keep it a hundo
Boy, I'm like a AR with a conundrum 
I can turn your

Body
Dey feel alright
My phone on DND
DND
DND
DND
DND
Till the morning
Welcome to the Hiighest party
If you like to faaji faaji
Let me see your hands up

chances?
What do you say to jumping off the edge?
Never knowing if there's solid ground below
Or a hand to hold, or hell to pay
What do you say?
What do you

When The Flood Comes
© Taasha Coates, Danika Coates & Tristan Goodall 2008

Universal Music Publishing Pty Ltd


Out on the highway
His hands

pointless biomass of bastards
Given a million options for expression you will always choose regression

Put your hands up

Put your hands up kiss the ground

away the night

So take these hands
And I'll save you from going under
Let me in
I heard your calls
You want to surrender

So quietly my past left me

The sun is shining on me every day

cnd it feels so good
That I close my eyes 
cnd I raise my hand up
'Cause I know you're mine
cnd I just can't believe it

Thou forever will be

Great is Thy faithfulness
Great is Thy faithfulness
Morning by morning new mercies I see
cll I have needed Thy hand hath provided

wasn't cut out for the gram life
Paperwork and bread right
Shootouts and my hands nice
I knew it was raw when it was stickin' to the pan tight

I

auf dem Boden

Okay, warum ist das Gute nie für immer, Babe?
Oh, hey, Nights out, alle fake, alle fake
Okay, in meiner Hand ein Drink, eiskalt

with it I put a hump in your back and get low with it They're coalitions in the house, let me see your hands clap Coalitions in the house, let me see

all?
Well, aren't we all?
Yeah, well, aren't we all?

I know that you started to feel what I feel
I could tell 'cause you took my hand by the wheel

Oh, there she goes
Golden hair
Healing hands
And everybody knows
Oh there she walks
Whispers prayers to the land
And everybody talks
Oh there she