Lyrics:
I've watched my back for so long, now I can't even see straight ahead. For so long, I lived inside their cage. I am easily defined by what they see.
hangs over the hill
Unfolding like a rose
If you hold my hand and sit real still
You can hear the grass as it grows
It's a hazy afternoon
And I know
dawns all so long
Just for a moment, I thought I had you in my arms
I've never quite get over you
You were the one
And now we're walking all alone
for the upper hand in biological warfare. life is your lie aids is your lie. your eyes gleam at the power with which this virus executes. the beauty
When I have a bad day darling,
you can make it all better
You believe in my dream, you &
I were such a team I
(I love you) that's why I love you
should know
The printed word is set with biased hands
There it is in black and white
What you can't see, and don't hear
What you don't know hurts you
The wreckage of humanity has been strewn across the land
And now the hour of desperation is at hand
We the maggots feed off the dead
Seeking
Old pirates, yes, they rob i;
Sold I to the merchant ships,
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By
on the shelf
It's worse to fall in love by yourself
The one I love belongs to somebody else
The one I love belongs to somebody else
will you stand strong
Your finding the way keep pushing along my friend
She's seeing the worth in all that you've done
Remembering two who had
cold hand affects me and bleeds me dry.
I am beaten until my eyes are swollen shut.
Carry the weight of your time, still moving.
Standing up straight
up you ran through my clutching hands
Cut back, left behind I watched you, what made you so scared?
Self destructive, lost perspective of what once was
of blood
With tears of blood
Like a leaf in an autumn river I am
Carried by a useless vortex
With no return to tree once strong
With no
wavy, man
Running just as fast as you can
Are you ruined by the shake of a hand?
Glory days are gone
Heaven knows we're doing it wrong
Sleepy
Jannaman hoop dat Jannaman kan, kan ‘n man soos Janna kan
Kaalvoet oor die berg se rug om Susanna se hand te vra
Jannaman hoop dat Susanna ook kook
Celebrate the route of life
Heading towards cmerica
I live for the long drive
c hand in the cool breeze
The lights on the highway calm me
Heading down 35
forced to find the dying light in a nearly soulless frame
though i have suffered it is only from works of my own hand
and i have seen only a portion their
SEARCHING FOR YOU MORE THAN ANYONE
COS I'M NOT THAT STRONG
AND I CAN'T GO ON.
BRIDGE:
OH I'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND
I RAISE MY HANDS I CAN'T PRETEND
You’ll always find your way back
If you retrace and follow your old path
Back pedal, pulling by my hand
Reverse and do it over again
Sewed together
Spilling over the lines
Dreaming on the motorway
I got you by my side
Yeah, we could use a holiday
We talk about the lottery
Just a million
You lie awake to pass the time
Lose all your love? Want some of mine?
Let down again by the hands of God?
Got none to hold? I’ll give you mine,
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