: Let us be wrong and let's begin A mistake that turns into perfection I want to see you sliding in My underworld This time I plan to let you win I'
: Let us be wrong and let's begin A mistake that turns into perfection I want to see you sliding in my underworld This time I plan to let you win I'
on much longer now But the place in question's hard to find Like an illness with no cure And our heads are getting wearier And our hearts are less than pure Less than pure
: So pure Once again inhaling the poison Aggressive Turquoise Powdery Fluttering oxygen This room This irregular galaxy This glassy stone Falling from
, or stay the fuck away from niggaz you got no business, we don't give a fuck about nothin, we untouched, one-hundred percent pure shit, uncut. [Chorus
? [Chorus: Eightball] Its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw*2X* Baby Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw Its the Pure Uncut, raw, we keep it raw (What
this time we could have been free, in the name of Anarchy. Once pure, once clean, once natural, the water was once strong and free. Once pure, once
anyone. Unapologetically alive. Knot in my stomach, And lump in my throat. I love you when you dance, When you freestyle in trance, So pure, such an
of living, that joy of living: 'Cos it was pure joy (the joy of living), Pure joy (the joy of living), It was pure joy (the joy of living), Pure joy,
rises before me I'll fornicate the beast come to me possess me as I burn into your painted realms come raging chaos rule power from your soul pure demoniac
re fearing Rain of terror out in the cold Give em what they want Give em what they need Pure sincerity [x2] It's what made me born from insanity Pure sincerity Pure
fool to treat you like I do when I take my fears and throw them all on you. But it's you, so delicate, so pure, enough to seem unreal yes it's you, so delicate, so pure
pleading cries Don't be blinded by her Don't be blinded; its disguise Don't be blinded by her eyes Skin so soft and pure white lace Beauty takes control
you Lord for giving us each new day And as I think back over so many years Love that's filled my ears I got to thank you Lord for giving us Pure Smokey
: When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile
: When did you stop lovin' me? How long have I been a memory? I've got to know for my own sanity Tell me when did you stop lovin' me? Was it that night
: Let me be your male-man And I'll always come though There's no denying' Come rain or shine I'll deliver my love to you I do things by the letter You
: Her hair is red And her eyes are green She's soft and tender But she can be mean She knows what it takes to keep me right on track And when it comes