Lyrics.com »
Search results for 'dead star live by muse' Page #99
Yee yee! We've found 2,514 lyrics and 182 artists matching dead star live by muse.
Artists:
Lyrics:
erases it forever. Sun, is false We used to live under the shining glow of the stars and the moon, but when the sun appeared it burned us. In
a Martian So I'll live amongst the stars The God's The awe The love The jug, the drug I search for peace of mind I hope I get a piece of mine I hope I don't
out I know I'm gonna end up dead by my ways now Kind of tired of this planet Everything is sour i cried for help But they won't listen so I sing it
You can bet that I had just cause With anyone I've crossed So I never touch pause whenever I bust jaws You'll see nothing but stars Then I'm blowing
the moment For myself, I live by leaves So that corridors of clouds Corridors of cloudy thoughts Seem pretty much one: I don't know what But in Claude how
that my world got burned. Maybe when he's dead I'll go back to the past to save old Earth from a fiery blast It's funny how he wanted me to build my
to worship me I, monolith, believe in me, and try to adore me. Once feared and praised, a promise of faith Erected under the stars. Black granite curse, by
remember when he started, I might've been six I've seen more dead bodies than I would like to admit I learned early, live your life, this is all we get Hey,
a fuckin' sing-along 'less you Brought the weed along Then ju (Okay, I got it) Then just drop down and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the Stars
through the city, gonna hide my face Within the dead of night, blast you with AK's Damn pacing, run a whole lap, spacing No atmosphere, no air lately Facing
The son of hell the damned and cursed At the age of five was left for dead He was horrid and extremely thin He limps everytime For everyone is
a uzi Or an AK Mother fucker I didn't come to play Wait I've got more shit to say Been doing this day by day No matter the pay I've come a long way
Travelin' down the highway there's a man headed west He's looking for a better place to hide Dreaming of the stars he calls the one who made them
to make things better Often words just end up making them worse Crawl before you ball before you walk before you run away Live to fight another day Flight
are mansions in all of our heads Staircases leading to rooms where the dead Act out lives we believed we'd be living instead Hidden most of the time
as bright War 'n' famine, disease and plague The light extinguished overhead The sun and stars are long since dead It's gonna get dark my friend Many will
Alone up the river Pure air fueling my senses Hair shining in the sun Skin moistened by the water Afar, the birds sing A universal hymn A place,
Competition I'mma decimate Gardens where I meditate Dedicating the life I live to the better days I'm just like the subject and the predicate Bomb that might
ah mini van tell em feel fifty cent im wanted dead by many men... (tell em get up wit me) glocky with attachments but I started with ah taurus we was
pack in a wood and I swear I'm a stuff it Swear I aint gay but I leave your hoe blushing I make em start up a live and start fussing Huncho on the beat
world, world Adolescent antics imbalanced idiotic banter Lunchroom food fights flat line candor Dead wrong, thankless, think tank brain freeze Checked out,
love, just cause I was, coming from the heart Tell the truth, I gotta do, forget how they feel Live by proof, I show and prove, to teach and reveal
thats fake Waking up spitting out another bar Tell the whole world I'm a fucking star Fuck it up Turn it up we feel alive But Tell the whole world
with Aquarius Yeah I'm not into stars, I believe in God, but I can't go by the Bible I really want to live to the max, but I can't now it feels like
Discuss these dead star live by muse Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In