The clouds were dust, raining on us There was a phantom me in a bed of love Home Home Naturally collapsing Our homes and beds and wedding rings Home
You go when the weight of the water has finally carried you home We know how the current can feel like the breathing of watery ghosts Followed my friends
If the walls were too thin, You would break in, mmm, If the walls were too thin, You would break right in Huh, huh, huh, huh... Morning Morning
Somebody said "Hey, slow down. Wait for me. Why wait for me at all?" Then I said, "There's a person willingly will leave. We'll follow him too far."
: Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless gray On they fight, for they
: I stumble in the night. Never really knew what it would've been like. You're no longer there to break my fall. The heartache over you. I gave
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: The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen And she beckoned me, to glimpse my future she'd seen She said "Try to run away, don't know what to do Do
: Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run throught the endless grey On they fight, for they
: (Lawless) The tarot is fate, said the Gypsy Queen And she beckoned me, to glimpse my future she'd seen She said "Try to run away, don't know what
I stumble in the night Never really knew what it would've been like You're no longer there to break my fall The heartache over you I'd give it everything
Make us fight on the hill in the early day constant chill deep inside Shouting gun on they run through the endless grey on they fight for the right
[INTRO] [Devin the Dude] Jeaaa, haha You know my dick been hard, waitin for you I need you bad girl I'm horny as hell I need yo love so hit me on my cell
Make his fight on the hills in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun on they run through the endless gray On they fight for their right
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Originally performed by Metallica Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless
as I leave, you've lived my life for me And you're no more than a piece of glass You're no more than just a piece of glass