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searching for
I found a home
I have one more
Still I’m not sure
What it is that I’m searching for
I found a home
I’ve had so many more     

Passing by

You opened up my eyes
That’s why I’m nothing without you
I’m so glad I found you
You’ve always been right by my side
My side
I have been searching for

I let it build up, till I can't it no more
That nigga tried me
So I left him like a stank hoe
My niggas clutching
I been searching for the draco
I

Mobbers robbers
Searching for a target
Watching niggas in the club
Fucking up them commas
Mamas daughters shaking for them dollars
They just trying

Ironic how I drowned in that pussy
When I murdered it
You would think a nigga was waiter
Or something by how I’m servicing
Marijuana burning slow
You see

Wondering why the fuck I thought I could fix you
Mending your heart, and fixing all your issues
Wasting my time searching for the real you
Overboard

that haunting kind of high

Delve a little in the deep
Grab a piece of hell to keep
Wanna creep into a new dimension
Warm possession by the fire
Now it

You came here tonight looking for someone else
But I know how this ends, girl you ain't leaving by yourself cas'
If you're lookin for a hand to hold

She's free
How can this be?


I hear the storm tearing the sky
But it can't help me while I am going through this hell
Somehow I hope your soul is still

hell in my head
I need you
'Cause I want heaven instead
I can't live
Without you in my life
I would die
Without you by my side
When I'm gone
Don't come

Through the Infinitive Halls of Death

Candlemass

Live

1991

and side by side
They will take me beyond the light

[Repeat x2]
Death is a forecourt to hell,
Where the lost of humanity dwell

Through the shadows

Made by myself, made by myself, made by myself
Nobody else, nobody else, nobody else
Made by myself, made by myself, made by myself
Nobody else,

make room for the
Elephant hoe
Young Mike
Skipping down yellow Brick Road
Searching for gold
With nothing but hope
Jayson back
Run and tell
Run like hell

to the rock of ages
With different type of pages
This ain't no dinosaur rap, prehistoric
This is for the people
That like the pro-black

Hell on wheels

Hell

THE SOUL OF THE WANDERER
Words and Music by John Ford Coley

Across the wasted wilderness there travels in the night
Life yet unknown to us but

Brotherly Love

Murs

The End of the Beginning

2003

self, its hard to follow the light
When you're surrounded by darkness, almost drowning in evil
Been searching for some help but still ain't found no real

Star Spangled Heaven

Conway Twitty

The Rock 'N' Roll Years

1997

joy
He'll stand by you throughout eternity

And although army chaplain who was stopped and bent with years
Was walkin' o'er the battle field his old

created by the black force
in the night of moonshine
he'll open his feeble shrine

Searching for the crypts of past
on Halloween he will find at last
He

All on my own this world is so cold
It’s feels like I’m in hell now
Draining me fast losing me quick I feel like I’m hell bound
I don’t have much

stop
We to hell and we copped
20 Shells in a box
They push yo belly and pump
Twiddling my elegant touch
Midas while wrestling thumbs 
Sick when

I gotta get some followers because if I'm not remembered
I'm done for

One by one I wiped them out
Sparing no one
Burning people and their towns

feel like hell on Earth right now
Cops killing people and the people fight back, we on red alert right now
Look at the world right now
RIP to George

If you're lost just let him lead you
And he will make the path more clearer
To follow
He'll make you lie down in green pastures
He leads you beside

passing by
A journey searching for peace
And fear was all i saw

Cold winds have blown here
And the moon seems to watch
Darkness still haunts the place