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To feel my wrath
Close your eyes and hold your breath
Die by my hand
Die by my hand
Die by my hand
When you lay your head to rest
Searching for some peace

Dying Day

Gin Wigmore

Holy Smoke

2009

Lay down your broken head
I can see you cry away your life
Fall like you fell from grace
Soft, but sweetly say
This is my dying day

And if you

men
And greed that encases them
Fear and panic plague this island
Carry me from the storm
Reconnect to the silent static
And embrace the source
Lay my

down in Hell, boy
I'm dying by myself
Laying six feet deep

Six feet deep
Yeah, I'm up to my neck
I got nothin' but these beans
And the coke on my desk

have it
And I got my Uzi, raging shit in traffic
Lay low, lay low, want smoke, them bullets matching

I was boolin' with my ratchet, hoping I won't have

Stand Up

Lil Jon

Urban Legend [Clean]

2004

of the saga
The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala
Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow
And that's the end checkmate, game over, I

Give me anything they can get me high
Need anything they can get me by
I lay awake at night and I just stare up at the ceiling
I got existential crisis,

my mind
Imagine dying at 30
But buried by 80
Does it make me sound crazy?
Maybe
If my dreams died and lay em all to rest cuz I was playing
If I just

in me
I'm meant to be so much more but
Blinded by greed
It's easy to
Lose sight of me
Hear me out
Maybe I can change it from the inside out
Burn down

as they say
All the wrongs and the rights plague in my head everyday
Everyday that I wake, I feel less of myself
I've come so far so long, I still don't

Brownsville Girl

Bob Dylan

Knocked Out Loaded

1986

pulp
As the dying gunfighter lay in the sun and gasped for his last breath
Turn him loose, let him go, let him say he outdrew me fair and square
I want

myself but that
Guy had been placed on a shelf I
Had to keep surviving even when I felt like dying

From the top of the mountain to the valley seems
So far

this madness
It is hopeless one by one we're all gonna die
Die
Rivers run red now from the blood
Hell on earth
Human corpses lay rotting in mud
Hell

under
We're cast into the everlasting coma
Induced by the servility
Watching the plague spreads apart
Burned alive 
Dying none the wiser

to breath
Ask George Floyd
He was choked by the T’s
His last breath
With a throat full of knees
So now we got the hood screaming
Fuck the police
Where I

Skin Is In

Broken Hope

Loathing

1997

claims you

Diseased, you didn't know your lover was diseased
So hot to get laid, indulge in unprotected sex
The one you have intercourse with hosts

to get away from you
But when I'm gone, I wanna lay with you
Hey ya, hey ya
You stress me out like it's your day job, day job
I need some time to get away

Streets of Laredo

Hank Williams, Jr.

Ballads of the Hills and Plains

1965

linen as cold as the clay
I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
These words he did say as a police stepped by
Come side down beside me and hear my

be the one of them
Locked in the circles
Of life and death
With the seal carved unto forehead

Arrogant, proud and faithful are crawling in a need

lay on its side it was washed up by the early tide
I wonder how it died
Down by the river

Down by the river
Down by the river
Silver fish lay on its

put all of my effort into making sure you right
So you can go to bed while I lay awake at night
Why you my dying light, like a star
Girl you know I

It's all I got until I die
I'm building up the good lives
Adventure time to read at night
The only way, I lead life
I'm dying up, in chapter nine
To not

4]
Dying creatures gonna burst asunder
About maltreated sobbing bodies I wander
Dark heaven lowering above us all
Angel of death, can't you hear my

couldn't 

Adam and Eve 
Consumed by serpentine lust 
Entwined in the forests of Eden 
Discarding all of their maker's trust 

The couple lay there 
Beneath