Lyrics:
and awe, she amazed, surmised
And Dali paints a ghastly night
Ghostly by accounts of those men who write
Imagine what we'd do if no one knew
What's red is
it kind of baffled him
Murder in the first for the champ, we on that again?
Hurricane
Accuse a hurricane
Ain't change a damned shame
It's life
last night
I'll be damned if I don't go out with a fight
My girlfriend says she needs some new shoes and a bag
I told her shut the fuck up and get off
driftin
Destroyed physically, but the souls were ever livin
[Chorus]
Thank you! For takin my land and food
Thank you! For rapin my women, puttin me in
How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
For I needed the shelter of someones arms
Darlin', there you were
When I
Now massive!
Give thanks for life
Here comes the lyrical thing
By Christafari
and the TuneDem Band
Asante Sana (Thank You)
Asante Sana Yesu (Thank
wanna be home
I’m sick of the tone
Good on my own
We coulda been 4
I fear only one And I know he providing for us
(That’s right)
I thank him you know Issa
It's for freedom for all
I understand It's a duty I chose
I understand It's my war
Who are you?
I'm your uncle Sam last name Fisher
And I'm a god damned
This next song
Is actually an uptempo song off my new record "I Am"
I love the lyrics so much
I actually wanted to do an acoustic version for you
by Wolves Season two
I saved it just for you
Don't worry, if you watched it already it's cool
I won't be upset
But I bet you miss me being able
Need an answer fast and you're runnin' out of time
And the night goes on for days
Young and wasted - ooh yeah, ooh yeah - young and wasted
You
alive! (woo)
I been poppin' all my life (woo)
It's like my birthday every night (woo)
I been poppin' all my life (woo)
Thank God that I'm alive! (woo)
you wanna change plans you can be by my side
Who am I? Who am I?
Oh
Who are you? Who are you?
Lookin for this version of me
Ohh
A lot women acting
Need an answer fast and you're runnin' out of time
And the night goes on for days
Young and wasted - ooh yeah, ooh yeah - young and wasted
You
are the reason why
Heart is open such selfless love
Keep that spirit good will from above
Seasons calling love is in the air
Time to thank you for
History's not written by the vanquished or the damned
Now we are Genghis Khan, Lucretia Borghia, Son of Sam
In 1961 they took this child into their home
I
not perfect but I’ll try for you
I’ll do my best to make a better me
I thank the lord for what he sending me
And I may lose but with you by my side I
And ate nothin' for done up, comin' up, made it, eternal
If I struggle, thank God
I'm a count my blessin', trouble but never no stressin'
Just called it
personal
It's a night out on Earth
The last one for a while, can't get worse
A night out on Earth
A night out on Earth
Now if I ever feel jealous
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
sins.
Healed by his stripes,
thank you for your healing.
Verse: Can you imagine yourself with all these thoughts?
With all these emotions, how I
to the circus of damned
The time of fire proved by their dread
Blood and swords shelter in Hell
Look at what we have become
Horror to be nightfall’s gloom
For
I thank God 'cause the matters could be worse
Grateful for the life He's given us
I thank God 'cause the matters could be worse
I'm taking this shit
It’s damned if I do, and I’m damned if I don’t
Biggest critic is myself now it’s damn what I wrote
And it’s damn you for trampling the path of this
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