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makin' you dance I apologize for not havin' any sarcastical songs You know that good feelin' with 'em that put a smile on your face I ain't had nothin' to offer
*rain and thunder* [chorus x2: sauldin] Now I lay me down to sleep I, I pray the lord that my soul he keeps If I should die, before I awake I, I pray
me Don't leave me Don't leave me I offer you Pearls of rain Coming from countries Where it never rains I will cross the world Until after my death For
mind, I thought the wind would lead him to what he gotta' find, but the truth never tells itself, the lies does, and he will never truly find himself after
they don't want you when you're ugly after they've taken everything you had to offer away away away ya beauty fades like the sun in march like the rain
Errant heat to the star And the rain let in The hawser rolls The vessel's whole And Christ, it's thin Well, I'd know that you'd offer Would reveal it
claim sunshine to follow after rain But no more flowers to pick in May For death she is all the same What comfort offers a last caress? What comfort
quot;s kill the heart of happiness. do not leave me... I will offer you pearls of rain coming from a place where it does not rain. I will dig the earth after
along with them drinking anthems. And these fools paid so many dues that everybody stops to salute. But one night after another fight a couple from an opposite table offered
I was perched outside in the pouring rain Trying to make myself a sail Then I'll float to you, my darlin' With the evening on my tail Although not the
the lost and found and start all over I crib the open road like birds in summer A chance to break the mold is all that I'm after Can you offer anything
firey bliss mixed With disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate grave child Oh you're expecting slave smiles after sticking the pin in limb and God, if I could offer
knew it was time for action. paul went up to the prs guys and invited them into the bar to discuss it like civilized men over a few brazilian drinks, offering
the rain Simply waiting for it to stop they said, That we should build new umbrellas because we're Stuck in our own rut. I say, blow away the rain clouds
of brain-tissue all around! I offer this hypothesis The cause of this unholy mess A metabolic overload Causing the cranium to blow Thirteen hours after
lungs I'm gonna move to Canada Yeah I've made up my mind Leave everything behind I'll catch a plane, fly away from this rain Mister Young will be impressed And offer
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