Funeral Face Suburban Kids With Biblical Names

that I'm here for you So take my advice Before it happens I'm the one that you want and you want me now So cut that crap, stop that shit don't be dumb I will love you forever I'm the stalker, the funeral

Trumpets And Violins Suburban Kids With Biblical Names

I want the trumpets and violins to play I want revolvers and adrenaline today I want solutions and kingdoms of gold don't want confusion and these black walls But still we stare into the fall leave...

Rent A Wreck Suburban Kids With Biblical Names

All these rocky mountains to play five songs and drink some more and fall asleep. Getting taped by locals. Don't have the nerve to ask for food and die of thirst in the backseats of rented rigs. Le...

Marry Me Suburban Kids With Biblical Names

Any ole chance ill get im gonna marry you Get my act together and starr in school Put deposit on a nice little flat Get my financies together and show where its at Any ole chance ill get im gonna b...

Loop Duplicate My Heart Suburban Kids With Biblical Names

found a reason for staying home tonight Just by myself tonight, all by myself I'm gonna loop duplicate my heart into a million songs I've found no reason for going out tonight I'm making out tonight, with

Suburban Smell The Districts

There are 16 homes on every street They all of course lie in the neatest rows Cradling broken homes and dinner prayers Rocking us all to sleep in bones Which one's mine I can't tell We're sick of that suburban

Funeral Cremation Cannibal Corpse

Stand before the corpse Of the man I killed His mother is behind me Puts her hand on my shoulder Torment deep inside To be unleashed on those inside Starting with this bitch I grab her arm and smash Her

In The Morning The Living End

Typical morning, suburban town Waking up to familiar sound Father complainin' about the company rules Mother does her best now Makes sure the kids aren't late for school Behind the brave face, mother holds

Funeral Potluck, Twiztid

Your funeral nothin is for sure no one ever noes when it`s time to go your funeral nothin is for sure no one ever noes when it`s time to go Was livin life without worry while haters comin to hurt me I

FUNERAL GREY Waterparks

11 PM, she walked in with her friends And now I'm trippin' off the deep end (Deep end) So call me a Lyft or a black hearse 'Cause I know you'll make my head spin, yeah And I said, "What's your favorite

Every Ghetto; Every City Lauryn Hill

legs, a press and curl My mother always thought I'd be a star But way before my record deal, The streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill Made sure that I'd never go too far Every ghetto, every city and suburban

Names Cat Power

His father was a very mean man His father burned his skin His father send him to his death He was ten years old He was ten years old He was ten years old Her name was Naomi Beautiful round face

Funeral Zoe Clark

They just got up and left you And got another life Yea they’re still out there breathing They just want different air Maybe you had your reasons But right now I don’t care Oooooh I’m coming to terms with

Funeral To Kill A King

Just a box of bones Lowered and marked with a stone In the north at the mountains feet In the north to find some peace Sing and dance like we were young Scream all the joy in your lungs oh Half with a

Every Ghetto, Every City Lauryn Hill

press and curl My mother always thought I'd be a star But way before my record deal, The streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill Made sure that I'd never go too far Every ghetto, every city and suburban

Every Ghetto Every City Lauryn Hill

legs, a press and curl My mother always thought I'd be a star But way before my record deal, The streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill Made sure that I'd never go too far Every ghetto, every city and suburban

FUNERAL King Diamond

Abigail must be nailed to her coffin with 7 silver spikes, 1 through each arm, hand and knee, and let the last of the 7 be drawn through her mouth so that she may never rise and cause evil again

White Suburban Skylar Grey

But as my eyes meet yours I take all I can get Lay light up the shadows of my heart Return stolen works of art Yeah you can’t discern this moment great But I still remember you In that big old white Suburban

Rough Kids Kilburn & The High Roads

Rough kids play rough games and kick tin cans They walk in certain style Rough kids shout rude names and write slogans They leave thier feet out in the aisle Rough kids have bother and make nusience They

FUNERAL TANGO Scott Walker

FUNERAL TANGO (Jouanest/Brel/Shuman) Oh I can see them now Clutching a hankerchief And blowing me a kiss Discreetly asking how How came he died so young Or was he very old Is the body still

Suburban Berlin Japan

times Domestic training A woman's intuition A love is churning out on factory lines Health demanding Unfit behaviour Commuters converse in satirical signs Know no news and no personnel crisis With

Funeral devin townsend

Funeral [Words and music by Devin Townsend] Jesus, here lies my brother Tortured and blown Stretch for the heavens and go ...I watch him go Here it comes Jesus was a poor boy Jesus was

Bad Feelin Bombshell Rocks

I ´ve got a bad bad felling when I see all these kids in their roles A commning rebound, an underground ground I pass by the home of the broken souls I´ve got a bad bad feeling Come over here

Suburban Knights Hard-Fi

Ay-ay-ay Oh-oh-oh Ah-ah-ah Ay-ay-ay Suburban days They last so long Each shop and office We sing our song, we all sing "We ain't got nothing Nothing to do A big fat nothing Nothing for me nothing

SUBURBAN ME In Flames

Suburban Me The self-inflicted state of mind A one-man struggle beneath the tower I think the clock still exist god just forgot to tap my shoulder I woke up today I wish I felt something The

Suburban Boy Dave Warner

> I wake up every morning with no-one beside me I wake up every morning and my mother will chide me I'm just a Suburban Boy, just a Suburban Boy Saturday night, no subway station Saturday night just

Suburban House Holly Macve

It only takes one week To fall out of love With a woman like me For a man like you It only takes one look To catch a strangers eye And imagine a life Fishing colours whilst I’m blue I’ll sit back in my

Suburban House Holly Macve, Lana Del Rey

It only takes one week To fall out of love With a woman like me For a man like you It only takes one look To catch a strangers eye And imagine a life Fishing colours whilst I’m blue I’ll sit back in my

Suburban Perfume Office

Suburban perfume-- Every Friday, we'd gather 'round Our old stereo with disco lights, Feed the need to love 45 and sing for our invisible audience.

Suburban Pines Roo Panes

Grey skies, suburban pines Come watch a film at mine. That’s where you grew up playing, Near the bridge above the motorway.

The Funeral Hank Williams

I was walking in Savannah past a church decayed and dim, When slowly through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn.

Suburban War Arcade Fire

Let's go for a drive See the town tonight There's nothing to do but I'll unwind when I'm with you This town's so strange They built it to change And while we're sleeping all the streets, they rearrange

Every Ghetto, Every City Lauryn Hill

legs, a press and curl My mother always thought I'd be a star But way before the record deals Streets that nurtured Lauryn Hill made sure that I'd never go too far Every ghetto, every city and suburban

Funeral Day The Mint Chicks

Her life's been short but she's made some mistakes She lights the flame that ignites the remains I doubt she'll grow wise, old and grey Before that fateful funeral day Don't hide your face No revenge,

Sweet Suburban Sky Paddy Casey

> Sweet suburban sky, gonna miss you if you burn Curse you, when it's our turn, so come now wash your face In water's full of grace, 'cause only time will tell, When you'll be willing to sell, your

The Great Suburban Showdown Billy Joel

Flyin' east on a plane Drinkin' all that free champagne I guess I saw this comin' down the line And I know it should be fun But I think I should've packed my gun Got that old suburban showdown in

Suburban Life Kottonmouth Kings

Suburban Life aint what it seems Suburban life the American dream Suburban life so pretty and clean Suburban life aint what it seems The Big A, little A and a bouncin' B The system got you but it

Pink Skies Zach Bryan

The kids are in town for a funeral So pack the car and dry your eyes I know they got plenty of young blood left in em And plenty nights under pink skies You taught em to enjoy So clean the house Clear

Pink Skies (feat. Watchhouse) Zach Bryan

The kids are in town for a funeral So pack the car and dry your eyes I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em And plenty nights under pink skies You taught 'em to enjoy So clean the house Clear

Funeral Kill II This

I am Christ, yet I'm Judas too, I am one, Yet my mind is torn in two No love lost, I have no alibi, Iscariot's kiss, Watch Pilot wash his hands in piss Funeral around my heart - Round my heart

Funeral Joni Mitchell

[Swede:] "Oh, But I know he's very lucky too, because when Mingus dies there's gonna be the same funeral they had for Duke Ellington... in a big church and the whole country's going to say, wow, he was

Funeral Jovenes Pordioseros

Funeral J처venes pordioseros. Vos te pensaste que estaba muerto Que nunca m찼s me iba a levantar 쩔Cu찼nto dar챠as por verme en tus rodillas?

Funeral Goodie Mob

Naaah I can't do this shit y'all my stuff homeGotta nigga name all lit upThis ain't the first time this name all lit upMan y'all niggaz realize man been in this motherfuckin box man god damnSaight ...

Funeral Amber Run

goes A well trodden road Gone are the young before they’re old Echoing The world they’re in Where flying looks a lot like falling I just stand there watching You’d think I’d learnt by now Oh not another funeral

Funeral Dilla Yoon

1995 09 11born in seoul the deah in heaven초중 성적우수 고등학생 공부 놓구운동하고 음악한다며 까부는데에 선수좋게말해 만능 대놓고 잡놈 결국 죽었군대략 그삶은 복합적인 자식이야 아무튼왕따경험정도야 웃으며 안주삼지종호는 지일아닌데도 뒷일 수습하기바빴고 몇년뒤에나 털어놓는 바보"야 내가 그때얼마나 힘들었는지 너 알어?"he...

Funeral Lawrence (로렌스)

I went to my own funeral At a synagogue on 96th And all the boys who never texted me back Brought my mother gifts And the rabbi didn't know me And my father couldn't hold me And I'm just sitting there

Funeral Ruud (루드)

비가 내려 이건 클리셰뻔한 말은 듣기 싫어 이제뭔가 낯설은 이모 품에 기대서 기억을 감어 지나친 건 담아말이 없이 나를 바라보는그댄 쓸쓸해 보여 오늘빛을 내지만 그건 외로운 노을처럼 나를 멈춰 세워 두지 먼저이젠 나의 Angel엄마 내가 미안얼굴 목소리가찾고 있어 마지막검게 칠한 13 to 5이젠 오래된 내 일기장처럼 못 찾겠는 당신의 하루일과내가 음...

Unframed Ill Nino

spoke back then I was cold and insincere I was just nineteen and so naive And didn't care what you feel Now I see My father's one and only Call is what could have saved me I've seen your face

Complications Suburban Tribe

It feels like a shocking lightning Striking from a clear blue sky It feels like a thousand sharp knives Stabbed in my heart from behind Suffocation Contamination A naked truth right in my face It's worse

Suburban Street Katie Goes To Tokyo

Tuesday night Closing time is getting closer As we’re talking You and me Are so alike one step behind Chasing rainbows but Maybe tonight It’ll all be alright Or tomorrow we will meet On the same suburban