Lyrics:
guns for hire
The world is catching fire
We keep climbing higher
Too close to the sun
To the sun
Too close to the sun
A drift from rising waters
won
A cold soul melted by the heat of rising suns
I'm a jack of all trades but a master of none
Can't save face so I think I'll cut my losses and run
eyes
And I realize that all I know is gone
Shooting stars, burning sky, rising with the dawn
Ground is hard, angels cry, son we must move on
Teach
birth
to man.
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred
bastard sons.
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live
Everything that you regret is behind you, now it's gone
As far as the east is from the west, lest we forget it
As sure as the rising of the sun, possible
Mercedes driver
85'er, enlightener, collapsable sun visor
The half moon identifies
The son of God, son of man
Son of Sam, young with the blam
Stick
the Hardaway
If it's all work when do me and my kids play
It ain't magic I had to get that penny the Hardaway huh
For your sons and your daughters
What have you
squared, you can't relate
How we made God with our hands
All nations are rising
Through acid bells of love and hate
Chain letters of Satan
Uncertainty
squared, you can't relate
How we made God with our hands
All nations are rising
Through acid bells of love and hate
Chain letters of Satan
Uncertainty
seen love from this angle
Perpendicular paths become one
All the beating and lying have become
Nearly faithful as rising of the sun
Who would have
good anyway
With all my grumblin
I've never added seconds to the day and I'm
Trying to keep my head up toward the horizon
Sooner or later
The Son He will
goes rising and the skeeters start to bite, all the neighbors is turning in.
We be breaking out the shine in this hell yeah time ‘till the sun comes up
at night by a beautiful Siren
My father said Son there's salt in your veins
There will come time when you long for the Sea
There's a curse in the ocean
cry)
Daughters and sons (oh, na na)
Working all day long 'til the sun comes down (all day long)
After dark we go partyy (oh Lord), everybody have fun
rising
All the earth soon will see
This great disruption
By the power of God
His mighty hand will touch the world
And all we see
His Glory shining
Through
At Larimer and Lemington
At seventeen he will not live
To see the rising sun
Living and dying
In the culture of the gun
Collateral damage
In the culture
The plan's to leave life
Better than the way I found it
Keep my daughter by my side
Cause she keeps me grounded
Throwing paint against the wall
Put
ima chase you till the day that I die
Ima rise, Ima shine like the sun
I'm my mama only son so I grind ten times harder
All four quarters, life is
everyone
Yet I
Wake up every morning just to watch the sun
While you
Tell me that you're mourning the death of your son
I can't
Take it when you tell me I
We'll befriend you, no logic
Looks exotic on the menu
It runs like guitar strums that bleed on stage at the venue
It comes from the rising sun
(Life)
I live for my daughters smile
Talkin' to my dead homies, it's been a while (Life)
What we're really here for
What most people kill for
For the sons and the daughters
Of our mother
We have no other
Under the sun
Our family is one
Hey hey, hey hey hey
We've all tasted greed
We've felt
order to raise the Sun's sons
And confess what we've done
Into a race raised by a K Dot thought
Put me on the spot con mi espalda atras
When I heard true
rising up
Like the sun (like the sun)
So hold on
I will lift you up
We can stir it up
Feel the love around
When the sun comes down
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