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11. | Stage III |
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In the middle of the Highway,
As you ride down the road,
Just get that feeling,
It's all so black and bald.
And then theres my face,
When you're drivin the desert sand,
Well open my hand,
Well open up the land.
Yeah.
Well everyone now bring your car to me.
From the mother of earth to the depth of the sea.
Well dont raise any hand for me,
When ya na na na na need me.
Yeah.
In the middle of the Highway,
As you ride down the road,
Just get that feeling,
It's all so black and bald.
And then theres my face,
And a-drivin the desert sand.
Well open my hand,
Well open up the land.
Yeah.
Well everyone now bring your car to me,
From the mother of earth to the depth of the sea.
Well dont raise any hands for me,
no no,
When ya na na na na need me.
Yeah.
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Do I look blind?
or deaf?
or dumb to you?
Do you see burning pictures on my face?
It didnt take long
To figure out whats wrong with you
Fuck Off, well I'll put you in your place
Could it be,
That love has passed me by?
And could it be,
You're just a thorn in my side?
And all I see
Is that your walking away from me?
And all I know
Is that you'll never change me.
This hate in me,
Well it's burning in my veins.
I'm gonna' take it out on you,
Well and make you feel my pain yeah.
Cold carresses,
Well as you walk away.
Baby, things arent,
supposed to be that way, no no.
Could it be,
That love has passed me by?
And could it be,
You're just a thorn in my side?
And all I see
Is your walking away from me?
And all I know
That you'll never...
Do I look blind?
or deaf?
or dumb to you?
Do you see burning pictures on my face?
It didnt take long,
To figure out, whats wrong with you.
Fuck Off, well I'll put you in your place yeah.
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Goddamn son of a bitch (5x)
Goddamn son of a bitch
See the young ones play
And say what you want to hear
You have long legs, long hair
Big tits, you got a big arse
Your pot will never last, never last
Goddamn son of a bitch (4x)
Goddamn son of a bitch
See the young ones say, well and play
What they want to hear, from you
You say you're not fucking with them
You say they're not fucking with you
Compete with them and you'll never win, never win
Goddamn son of a bitch (4x)
Well its cold where we come from
But not to make me freeze
I look around me at what I see
The world deeper than before
There's been a change in me
Things are looking pretty blurry
I keep a wishing she would wake me
And tell me it was just a bad dream
But I guess you're gonna be awakened
Well your already wakened to reality yeah
Goddamn son of a bitch (4x)
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Give me now
Give me now
Give me now
Give me now
Give me now
Give me a way
Give me a fucking reason
A reason I should stay
Built for business or for pleasure
Any way you choose
It doesn't matter how or why
'Cause either way, you lose
Give me now
Give me now
Give me now
Give me now
Give me now
Give me a way
Give me a fucking reason
A reason I should stay
Built for business or for pleasure
Any way you choose
It doesn't matter how or why
'Cause either way, you lose
Yeah, yeah
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I want a girl and not a pearl.
I want a girl who'll take me home.
A kind is nice and will get me
where i want to go. yeah.
Theres been a lover to ignore me,
To ask me the one who knows.
If I tell the car, run the other,
Will it end from there?
Take a look underneath the hood,
And I won't be friends.
Baby rev my motor,
Make my blood boil,
Be on her.
Baby rev my motor,
Make my blood boil,
Be on her.
Blue Shaddows on the track.
Run your fingers through my hair,
Use my Dodger to get me there.
Line my seats with everybody there.
Oh my god then baby will last,
Its got little hands and baby blue eyes,
Mine who will last when my baby will lie.
Baby rev my motor,
Make my blood boil,
Be on her.
Baby rev my motor,
Make my blood boil,
Be on her.
Baby rev my motor,
Make my blood boil,
Be on her.
Baby rev my motor,
Make my blood boil,
Be on her.
yeah.
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Look into my face now
Stare into my eyes
Hellfire in my veins
in my veins
in my veins
in my vein, yeah.
I can see through your eyes,
Its no disguise to me,
I can see through the lies,
No one can make a fool of me.
Drowning in your lonliness,
Want to bring me down with you.
No one buys your innocence,
Gonna' break your walls in two.
Well in two,
Well in two.
No one buys it,
No one wanted to,
With you,
You,
Fuck you.
Dig your grave for two.
Walk my way,
Get out of my way.
Well I wanted you,
I saw right through ya.
Well I'm your man,
You'll understand,
You'll pay the price,
To live in a-paradise.
Look into my face now,
Stare into my eyes.
Hellfire in my veins,
In my veins,
In my veins,
In my vein yeah.
I can see through your eyes,
Well its no disguise to me.
I can see through the lies,
No one can make a fool of me.
I'm drowning in your lonliness,
Want to bring me down with you.
No one buys your innocence,
Gonna break your walls in two.
Well in two,
Well in two.
Well no one buys it,
No one wanted to,
With you,
You,
Fuck you.
Dig your grave for two.
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Darkness, imprisoning me.
Feeling, that darkness in me.
Me and it's you, and I run over you.
So let me be.
Swing low,
Into the blood off of me.
Me and lie on the streets of law,
Breaking down the road.
So bringing me down,
Well in to the ground.
No one sees me, and no one talks,
Cuz we all know it to be mine.
Me and lie on the streets of law,
Breaking down the road.
So bringing me down,
Well in to the ground.
No one sees me, and no one talks,
Cuz we all know it to be mine.
yeah.
yeah.
yeah.
[whispered]
yeah, spend
spend yeah.
yeah, spend
yeah, spend
yeah.
yeah.
yeah.
yeah.
[whispered]
Yeah.
Darkness imprisoning me,
Feeling, that darkness in me.
Me and it's you, and I run over you.
So let me be.
Swing low,
Into the blood off of me.
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Did your wants of sin,
Crumble at your feet?
Does the blood on your face,
And your hands taste too sweet?
And in my mind,
You were looking fine.
Well isolation.
Well and inside, you aint fine to me
Well isolation, desolation.
Don't wait for me,
Well at the edge of the world.
Yeah, don't come to me at all.
The way you look and think of me,
Well it's much,
much,
much,
much too strong.
And in my mind
You were looking fine
Well isolation.
Well and inside, you aint fine to me.
Well isolation, desolation.
Don't wait for me,
Well at the edge of the world.
Yeah, don't come to me at all yeah.
The way you look and think of me,
Well it's much,
much,
much,
much too strong.
And in my mind,
You were looking fine.
Well isolation.
Well and inside, you ain't fine to me,
Well isolation, desolation.
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I'm not,
Ready to leave this world.
Bring as big a people,
Well no one told me about them.
Sometimes, well it doesnt seem to matter,
But I'll make mine a good one.
Up with the clouds of hate.
Only,
time,
will tell,
Time, will tell.
Will tell.
I'm not,
Ready to leave this world.
Bring as big a people.
Well no one told me about them.
Sometimes, well it doesnt seem to matter,
But I'll make mine a good one.
Up with the clouds of hate yeah...
Well only,
Time,
Will tell,
Well only
Time, will tell.
Well only time.
Well only time will tell.
Takin' it yourself,
Well only time will tell.
Yeah.
Only.
Time
Will tell
Only,
Time, tell.
Well only time will tell.
Well only time will tell.
Well I'm not,
Ready to leave this world.
Bring as big a people,
Well no one told me about them.
Sometimes, well it doesnt seem to matter,
But I'll make mine a good one.
Up with the clouds of hate yeah...
Only.
Time
Will tell
Only,
Time, will tell.
Only, time.
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Here she comes a ridin
Well burning down the street.
Here she comes a fucking the boy,
Hear the New York street
Cuz I want some pussy,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
From a bad bitch
well on a big bike,
big bike yeah.
He is feelin' nasty,
She is feelin' nice tonight.
Hey baby, well, I want to cool you down.
I need something tonight
Cuz I want some pussy,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
From a bad bitch
On a big bike,
Big bike yeah.
Here she comes a ridin
Well burning down the street.
Here she comes a fucking the feet boy,
Hear the New York street
Cuz I want some pussy,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
From a bad bitch (mmm)
On a big bike,
Big bike....
Big bike.
Whose the?
Yes you think it wide?
Yes you,
Yes you,
Yes you CK...
*Yeah*
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