trust and anything. Our hate, our faith - just everything. 'Cause everything is dead. Everything is said. 'Cause everything is dead. We'll never meet again. Tonight we end
she like a cigarette And she said let's go to bed ('cause that's what you want) And so I went And I was shocked I was so green Ground I wish you'd swallow
with an absolute concept of beauty. They are smeared and these blurs come in random order and they color the eyes of your former lovers. Hers were green
that tree all wet with sap to avoid the hungry beasts below. I'll cut out my lovers tongue and sing of a graveyard gray and a garden green and we won
with an absolute concept of beauty. They are smeared and these blurs come in random order, and they'll color the eyes of your former lovers, hers were green
dare I so beautiful? Wandering in the chaos the battle has left, we climb up the mountain of human flesh, to a plateau of green grass, and green trees
You returned the book unfinished about a girl with raven hair And a gentleman, her lover, who presented her a mare Which she rode across the country
You returned the book unfinished about a girl with raven hair And a gentleman, her lover, who presented her a mare Which she rode across the country,
of Barbara Allen's a briar. They grew and grew in the old churchyard Till they could grow no higher At the end they formed, a true lover's knot And the
those memories How your touch was so soft Your eyes, they were so green I would have never known how much You'd come to mean everything to me [Chorus:] Virginia is for lovers
over [Kelly Rowland:] Oh lover, don't you dare slow down Go longer, you can last more rounds Push harder, your almost there now So go lover, make my
more enraptures me, for even so I still remain your lover in captivity. Green sleeves, you're all alone, the leaves have fallen, the men have gone. Green
everyday girl, a face like a magazine A ass I wanna hold, every ghetto nigga'z fantasy, yeah, oh yeah Bridge Hey, I think I really wanna be your lover
[Nicki Minaj:] I'm in the collard green 6, cornbread in the guts. Got da Halloween kicks trick or treatin the clutch. Come on nigga is you trickin or
pubs the yarns were spun And many a sweetheart was lost and won And on these green fields we played for pride No quarter given, no compromise We were lovers
the doctor get some blood work done And then knock it around So you think you're swingin it big packin a rig like you was lover jones Watch out cracker you'll end
I had to worry, Leaving all the changes far from far behind. We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name. Down at the end, round by the
