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Gotta Get Back My Baby

Sting

44/876

2018

coming home?
I need you by my side and my throne
As I grow weak, without you girl I'm incomplete
I'll do anything just to make it up

Sitting here

Oh Yeah

Young Thug

Beautiful Thugger Girls

2017

(for sure)
I won't fuel your coke, I won't fuel lipo
Oh no, no no

Oh yeah yeah, no
Oh yeah yeah, oh
Oh yeah yeah, oh
Look at that stand right

Banks of the Wabash

Rufus Wainwright, Ethan Johns

The Myth of Fingerprints

1997

On the Banks of the Wabash, Far Away
Written by Paul Dresser
Composed by Paul Dresser

'Round my Indiana homesteads wave the cornfields,
In

fuel to survive
Light repulsed by layers of filth from combustion
Photons sacrificed to increase our production

On the same ground as the first ones,

to fill me
Need to fuel me
You're not a piece anymore
It's a strange thing by design
But I know it'll turn out fine
Cause I'll do it without you
I'll do it

vision you lacking too see, your delusions are distracted by booty
Only time your thoughts actually stick out
Only man for the job these feature fuel me

birth
Propelled by explosions, from smoke we emerge
An offense to the resting inert
The lever's been pressed down and sparks the start of a burn
Metal

fuel, build me and fill me up
So I can see the wider view
But if you cram me in, then you hand me my fate to lose
And you should know by now, that I make

And soon it's gon be winter
And the storm getting closer
I just get rid of the stress
By being a writer
I need to make right of my sins
I hear the devil's

eyes
Fueled by the things we´ve seen fueled by the things we´ve seen
Now the time to turn around and pretend is long gone
But still we try to run yeah

as a token
Always eat ass first thing in the morning
Ooo
Pill bottle pill bottle Pill bottle
Ooo
Saved by the bell
Skip every class in school
Never read a book

and disparate
Hey!
Dragged into wasteland by the marching of the sun
The fuel of legend boils deep within my soul
Ho!
Ignite the fire within a living host

I fear

OF THE DAMAGE DONE

THESE MELTED ORGANS FUEL THE PURGE 


FOOLISH SOULS ENTER HELLS’ PASS, VANISH WITHOUT A TRACE,

BLACK BREATH HOWLS THROUGH THE VALLEY, EMPTY

caused by you!
My salvation! My darkest fuel!
My heart was dry but my soul is full!

Here we are, taking the road again
Riding fast to really numb

need to do right by me
At least, I don't believe

No need to deny, most could read in your eyes that the pages had turned and run blank
Cold shoulder

a facsimile
All the lives we said we'd always lead
Deceived by technicolor memories
And terminal sounds
Fuel our fears now
Addicted to everybody else
Theater

Someone put the glass in my hand and
Romanced by the shape it was
He said rocket fuel is the key
He called it clear and hard
And it wipes me out and it

Testify (I Wanna)

Johnnie Taylor

The Chronicle, Vol. 1

1977

took me by surprise
Happiness is all around me
You can even see it in my eyes
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I just wanna testify
What your love has done for me

of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you

Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete
I'll

of all I've held onto
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you

Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete
I'll

too

Tested by a broken string, a zither like a tiger
Straining the Empress like a wound, these were her days
Passing by like the years lost to tempests

of all I've held on to
I'm standing here until you make me move
I'm hanging by a moment here with you
Forgetting all I'm lacking
Completely incomplete
I'll

(Prohoezak Music)

Every time I twist one up
You always need to come right on by (come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money
But you

the words to come from your lips
You know it well so you
Don't hesitate to let yourself
Be carried away by intense arousal
And tell me plainly

-Stick it up