I've lived buried all my life Waiting for a sign To get to know you better To see if you're divine. Each and every promise Is a hypocritical lie Without
I?ve lived buried all my life Waiting for a sign To get to know you better To see if you?re divine. Each and every promise Is a hypocritical lie Without
lie to yourself? As I glance back at you You continue to lie to me you have lied to me No matter how much blood is lost now Under a dying sky you are
blown us all to hell Nearly blew us right back to Australia But the band played Waltzing Matilda As we stopped to bury our slain We buried ours and the Turks buried
you know Mohammed was the truth. You know what im sayin? Islam is the way to go yo.) But ain't Mohammed die? He a dawg and they buried him, thats scary
you gonna do? When I ain't got your back! Free your soul and save my mind You wish you were dead, I feel like I'm dying If this is the price you
Felt I Was About To Leave Hell I'll Fight For Myself, For You, But So What? To Feel A Deep Hate To Feel Scared But Beyond That, To Wish Being At An End
the world not the people, Nope. Yes, but in the belly of the beast, people get swallowed like meat, eat. And your president was lying while my people was dying
remorse or any grace She embraces the devil and she hates other race Ms America, the beautiful the free Fallen within the cracks I wish that you could see She buried
much in misery, so before I flee I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed Bitches don't wanna see me leave, forever thugging Tell 'em bury me
you gonna do? When I ain't got your back! Free your soul and save my mind You wish you were dead, I feel like I'm dying If this is the price you pay
cracked floor, All the details are so vivid, And the mirror on the wall... My face still glittes in it. Memories are coming back The ones I tried to bury
I've lived buried all of my life To waiting for a sign To get to know you better To see if you're divine Each and every promise Is a hypocritical lie
the edge of this three year hole. Push me in and I'll pray for the bottom. In this cheap hotel room an empire crumbles. Rest your head, The fall begins tomrrow. I wish
, resist, exaggerated authority Just a little bit of bleeding in your stories and I'd be really wanting to know- how they treat internal bleeding when they're dying
Come - the thaw, come within Come, my love - and melt around me. She buried me I dropped my wish And now as love's true ghost lies dying I'll raise
more rising Above our our land of black and green Hear the rebels voice is calling I shall not die, though you bury me Hear the aunt in bed a dying
