Lyrics:
on the shower make it in before the water's flowing
Shave brush scrape flush rinse comb mints pluck
Gel squirt smell shirt pants socks shoes clock's
Tellin? me
the sudden smell of burning flesh.
Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees
rose blooms
That's not the flower for me
For then I'll pluck the red rose off
And plant a willow tree
And plant a willow tree
And the willow
frightened and pluck the covers
Though it's only a creaky stair
If the rainbows fade don't you be afraid
For I promise you I'll be there
When the shadows
hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck
to holy tatters.
I grab for God, but he's out of reach,
I ride the tide back to the beach.
I pluck a horn from Satan's head,
I sit in with The Grateful
Sit on your porch
And pluck your strings
And you'll find somebody you can blame
And you'll follow the creek that runs out into the sea
And you'll
Someone tell me why would an angel pull the feathers from her wings
Pluck the feathers from her wings
Did she soar too high
Lost all control
When
received a second chance
I pluck my courage: "Am I reborn?"
This time I feel the rain
Still pictures in that game
On my own
I open the door
Night's
Grows around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go and we'll all go together
To pluck wild mountain thyme?
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go
deep in human flesh
To pluck it out, you have to reach deep
Will we try?
The souls that still walk the deserted earth
Wonder if life will shine
to pluck up a smile
Cos I'm like a wheel
Go round and round
I'm plugged in the speaker but can't make a sound
I won't go
No I won't go
won't go
No I
with funky bass-string plucks
And Talbott will keep it tight like Hollywood butt-tucks
The Five Fingers of Funk as prescribed by Dr. T.
Pete
is captured his hands are tied
But he gets some help from inside
Using the surprise Seath plucks out Horus' eyes
And plants them in the ground with
trumpet trees and watch them burn
Heave and cry out!
Call the priestess to the sound
Pluck the tyrant from the brim and watch him drown
Two seasons
trumpet trees and watch them burn
Heave and cry out!
Call the priestess to the sound
Pluck the tyrant from the brim and watch him drown
Two seasons
ain't ashamed
Watch us fall from Mars
Cos it's the fallen parts and all the dust settles
And we all call on ours fast as we pluck petals
We let
around and it looks like you're stuck
Yeah, just a pluck
Our youth have a thirst and they're drinking our blood
Paradigm abuse so kind
Can I leave
She a draw card, is a joker
She pluck 'pon him
Man a say she a go check her friend dem
Do her nails
Him no see her till the next morning, no, sir
She
in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
'Til He
of burning flesh
Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, and the trees to drop
Here is
life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power in hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from his hand
Til he returns or calls me
need a background check to grab
Your neck and pluck your soul (Behold)
This ghostly figure whose host
Was quicker to roast
A kid instead of showing
crash my place
I go fuck now, I go pluck down
Ego necessary
Owo necessary
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