my turmoil, ridden block of ill rythem-wear Cracken cockroaches, talk about class divisions I'm not stuck-in-the strucken function I adapt to the place
for this moment so long I can't believe that it's on The sweat is beating up on my palm As the choir sing a song I see the crowd waiting outside For the bride
The house stood empty on a corner Waiting for a brand new owner A soldier off to war who had to Leave his bride alone She couldn't buy too many nice
them the day she was my bride And every time I see a rose, I see her smilin' face She made my darkest days look bright 'Round the old home place" "Don
The teacher of truth told tales Of trouble times that would begin And the cynical sower sowed The sorrowful seeds of seven sins The people placed a price
1-2-3 go I'm gonna be the bride for the 100th time Faded beauty eyes with some worry lines I'm not gonna crash in the friendly skies A tall glass of
14) KILL THE MULES IN SOUTH AMERICA (II JOHN 3:8) THIS IS THE SEWER WHERE FILTH UNITES (II CORINTHIANS 7:1) THIS IS THE PLACE DARK TRAMPES THE LIGHT (
There is a hurting place where feelings are not spared This is a selfish world we come unprepared You saw me fall You seen me crawl You wish me dead
Well he died at 39 Some kind of pills and homemade wine He left his english bride And a love he couldn't deny behind Folks have come to say He nearly
world and beyond. I feel people pulling me down. I feel some pulling me up I can't get stuck. I just keep moving forward. I got places to go man.
show me a hole in this cycle Show me the way away and I'm coming back The way I came, no, I've seen this place before Surely this is no place for the
she stands All dressed in fine satin and lace Lady Mary so cold and so strange In her heart she could find no place. He knew I would be his bride With
that keeps crawling It's way about 1,000 miles a day Take one last look behind Commit this to memory and mind And don't miss this wasteland This terrible place
Farewell my wistful Saigon bride I'm going out to stem the tide A tide that never saw the seas It flows through jungles, round the trees Some say it's
through the mountain And separates the widow from the bride We'll rise above the scarlet tide That trickles down through the mountain And separates the widow from the bride
gonna miss this Before she knows it she's a brand new bride In her one bedroom apartment and her daddy stops by He tells her it's a nice place, she
's a fight for life, if I lose you I'll die Somebody's got to lose you and that's why There is only one winner There is no second place I only know I
My amazon six-triggered bride now searching for a place to hide still sees the truth quite easily but shrouds all else in mystery while madmen in