Lyrics:
is fair?
Hung by their words like a noose
Cross the line if you dare
They said we'd never make it out alive
They said we'd never make it out
but judging by their looks
they're not too happy about it now
Realize, you're one in a million getting pigeonholed
This city's just a village
the trees.
Through the pines, Through the pines,
Won't you whisper
That you remember me.
I was a leash with no dog, like a track with no train,
I hung by my
by
Donnie Katana ooh, I told the truth (Brr)
I never lied to you (O oh) i told the truth
I never lied to you brr, brr
Hey-a hey-a hey
Paris, Chanel
the mail, quite excited
It read "My dear good Sir, you are cordially invited
To a dinner with the King at his royal palace
Feel free to bring nothing
But your
I went down to the corner
Next to the old joint where we always hung out all night But no one was waiting and there was no way to get in And the club
All you Christmas travelers
Take heed wherever you are
Lest she roast up all your chestnuts
By her open fire
High mistress of the Christmas cult
High
the path so old. One by one the knots begun with the wood, not of two now tobe true in the wood.
Not of three be mote it to be, for the wood. Winding round
waltzed across the floor
And we hung the don't disturb sign on the door
Oh Aurora
Won't you tell me when
Aurora
I can see you dance again
Aurora
Before I
flips, but I rather Chanel
Niggas ain't trapping, why you got a scale?
Trapper of the year, we going to Yale
No graduation, I might get expelled
Heard cuz
Church Hurt
Written by Matt Hammitt and Sam Hart
I still think about it
I say I let it go
But when those four walls fall
They can crush a faithful
I made my place by the door
I didn't know what I was waiting for
It felt just like home
Except no grass, no yard, no pictures hung
I could see
As down the glen one Easter morn
To a city fair rode I,
Their armed lines of marching men
In squadrons passed me by.
No pipe did hum, no battle
And made him crawl until he confessed
Some say they hung him up by his bootstraps
Some say they let him swing in the wind
I walked along (the) Sky Valley
(Craig Wiseman/Mark Selby)
Billy's standing out by a west Texas highway
With his thumb in the morning air
He's spent 18 summers in the dust
Sad willow lost the will to
Weep And bow to dying
Swan Touching 90 Midnight Mid-July
Were crouching by the
Pond Taking shots at those unwary
Taking
You have no choice but to fear me
A demi-god amongst young mortal souls
Betrayed, slain, recycled
Through the depths of hell
Resurrected from
If in the next ten years I want to see her, that’s where she can be found.
There I go - super slow - but time just passes me by. There’s a cloud in
cnd you were there, with your long purple hair
cnd I was traveling those narrow winding stairs
To the observatory with telescopes, you'd agree
That
Obviously these things were not planned
They took me by surprise, I pray you understand
We got talking and I hung about
We sat and drank all night
Now the night before Christmas, I was sitting in my house
And there wasn't nothing moving around, not even a mouse.
The socks were hung by
There's an old man sitting on a lonely park bench
He doesn't have a place to stay
And there's a woman who's living all by herself now
Since her
face and blisters on my feet
From fighting off snakes in the summer heat
Got back home and hung em on a line
Left them there in the sun to dry
Before you
speak but he knew he had to feed her
They hung him out the window by two little feet
And when he played make believe everyone was falling
We believed
We
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