(by Bonnie Raitt) Turn down the lights, turn down the bed Turn down these voices inside my head Lay down with me, tell me no lies Just hold me close,
(by Bonnie Raitt) Turn down the lights, turn down the bed Turn down these voices inside my head Lay down with me, tell me no lies Just hold me close
Wasted times, a kind of crime Another way to slowly die I so much regret the regrets... Memories torn into pieces When everything became diseased That
Turn away, If you could get me a drink Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded Call my aunt Marie Help her gather all my things And bury me in
Tell me all your plans and I'll laugh back in your face Preach me your religion if you're dumb enough to pray I tried to make a change to get a better
Crab if you want her She won't be coming down Crab if you want her She won't be coming down Crab if you need it She put her knickers on Crab if you need
We give and take life from either side of the knife With his stale bloody gloves, he reaches in Knowing death has a plan, holds the filth in his hand
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Cancerous Widespread Religious Disease Brainwash Ignorance Controlling the weak Twisted Messages Forgotten Meaning Close Minded Intolerant 2,000 years
This is the story of all life's emotion Wrapped up inside one heart I can be your love for the rest of your life And always play the part Someone to
I cross the oceans, I cross the seas I cross the mountains like a new disease I cross the borders, I cross the line Never to see the light 'til the end
Turn away If you could get me a drink of water 'Cause my lips are chapped and faded Call my Aunt Marie Help her gather all my things And bury me in all
Not a crumb of dirt anywhere we are all alone here and we are dead. Not a crumb of dirt anywhere we are all alone here and we are dead. I am a prophet
Tell me all your plans And I'll laugh back in your face Preach me your religion If you're dumb enough to pray I tried to make a change to get a better
You're getting sleepy Very sleepy Soon you're going to fall asleep... Just rest relax the drip will drop fast You lay down, for the first time I am far
Confess before Jesus The word of God knows more than you do Confess before Jesus So blind if you pray Lost another day Get off your knees Do something
Kill them, for they must die Mongers of the greatest lie Burn them, for sins they scar (The) Followers not leaders in war Left to rot is their faith