open_your_eyes

Open your eyes look up to the sky
Never thought i'd see the day i'd have to say goodbye

I walked out onto the field
Savouring all the air that i breathed
Knowing th

fatso

Thought that I was nothing more than one of your pawns
While you stormed your ladder rung by rung
Though your conscience bled about everything you said
I sincerely hope you had

luftwaffe

Better move our stuff to the neighbours cellar
Better move our stuff or we're going to die

There's bombs dropping on Heathrow
There's bombs dropping on Moscow
T

blindsided

Now, somebody is out there on a streetcorner preaching about the evils of the people who are voting on the right while I'm working in a kitchen chopping parsley and lettuce and washing up the dis

monster

Never mind what they say if it happens to look your way
In fact I were you I would runna runna away
It usually comes around on those days that might seen grey
But if it catches

whoa_man

Who knows the tale in every sordid detail about the kid born on nobody’s list?
To a dad named Bob and a mom named Claude and a dog that was constantly pissed.

Whoa man, that

dog

She left today, she ran away,
Please sir won't you find my dog
She's white and black, we want her back,
Please sir won't you find my dog

My furry, my fuzzy

excuse_for_a_grant

Ball of fire in my eyes how'd you like my new disguise?
Get me this get me that kabookie powder's all I got

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah bl

this_year

He takes his time to serve the masses
While both awkward and revealing
We bitch and swerve around the obstacles
That keep us from believing

Forced myself to think a

cycle

Left it in the road with a bottle and a toad
and i wrapped it 30 times in a steal chain, baby
My bike is gone
Left it in the street with a bottle at your feet
and a laser

you_smell

Sunday morning, headache's healed
Strapped into our chesterfield
Caught our breath off the TV's chill
Cat is dead on the window sill
Brain is functioning cold as night

ice_cold

Ice cold high on your own instincts
Warms me before I leave my pack
Cause I was seriously mistaken about my friend

Out do the thrills of your spectators
I won't put

patricia

What a day what a cold and unforgiving grey
Won’t give me a chance

Cast a chill, she was cold as ice and dressed to kill
Froze me with a glance

So now do y

ready_to_roll

I got a 20-sider on call

I got the real world blinded


Midnight, torchlight down in the haunted cave
Get some platinum the D.M will turn the page


this_bird

Taxi to the runway as the evening turns to night
It's several minutes past the chance to dodge this dire flight
The engines both look ancient and the wings are swathed in rust
I

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