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    Here's mine:

    White Flag
    by Dido


    I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
    I'll tell you that
    But if I didn't say it
    Well, I'd still have felt it
    Where's the sense in that?

    I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
    Or return to where we were

    Well I will go down with this ship
    And I won't put my hands up and surrender
    There will be no white flag above my door
    I'm in love and always will be

    I know I left too much mess
    And destruction to come back again
    And I caused but nothing but trouble
    I understand if you can't talk to me again
    And if you live by the rules of "It's over"
    Then I'm sure that that makes sense

    Well I will go down with this ship
    And I won't put my hands up and surrender
    There will be no white flag above my door
    I'm in love and always will be

    And when we meet
    As I'm sure we will
    All that was then
    Will be there still
    I'll let it pass
    And hold my tongue
    And you will think
    That I've moved on

    Well I will go down with this ship
    And I won't put my hands up and surrender
    There will be no white flag above my door
    I'm in love and always will be

    Well I will go down with this ship
    And I won't put my hands up and surrender
    There will be no white flag above my door
    I'm in love and always will be

    I will go down with this ship
    And I won't put my hands up and surrender
    There will be no white flag above my door
    I'm in love and always will be
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  • #2
    Losing My Religion
    by REM


    Life is bigger
    It's bigger than you
    And you are not me
    The lengths that I will go to
    The distance in your eyes
    Oh no I've said too much
    I set it up

    That's me in the corner
    That's me in the spotlight
    Losing my religion
    Trying to keep up with you
    And I don't know if I can do it
    Oh no I've said too much
    I haven't said enough
    I thought that I heard you laughing
    I thought that I heard you sing
    I think I thought I saw you try

    Every whisper
    Of every waking hour I'm
    Choosing my confessions
    Trying to keep an eye on you
    Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
    Oh no I've said too much
    I set it up

    Consider this
    The hint of the century
    Consider this
    The slip that brought me
    To my knees failed
    What if all these fantasies
    Come flailing around
    Now I've said too much
    I thought that I heard you laughing
    I thought that I heard you sing
    I think I thought I saw you try

    But that was just a dream
    That was just a dream


    A Colombian guy moved by the winds of fate to St. Louis, MO

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    • #3
      Wow! Already.. 2 songs I really like!

      I will add mine:

      Sting - Fields Of Gold lyrics

      You'll remember me when the west wind moves
      Upon the fields of barley
      You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
      As we walk in the fields of gold

      So she took her love
      For to gaze awhile
      Upon the fields of barley
      In his arms she fell as her hair came down
      Among the fields of gold

      Will you stay with me, will you be my love
      Among the fields of barley
      We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
      As we lie in the fields of gold

      See the west wind move like a lover so
      Upon the fields of barley
      Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
      Among the fields of gold
      I never made promises lightly
      And there have been some that I've broken
      But I swear in the days still left
      We'll walk in the fields of gold
      We'll walk in the fields of gold

      Many years have passed since those summer days
      Among the fields of barley
      See the children run as the sun goes down
      Among the fields of gold
      You'll remember me when the west wind moves
      Upon the fields of barley
      You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
      When we walked in the fields of gold
      When we walked in the fields of gold
      When we walked in the fields of gold

      Such a pretty song...

      DeltaASA16

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      • #4
        REM carried me during late-night study in high school (there was a station in Pereira that played them frequently at around 9:00-10:00).


        A Colombian guy moved by the winds of fate to St. Louis, MO

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        • #5
          Linkin Park - Numb

          I'm tired of being what you want me to be
          Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
          I don't know what you're expecting of me
          Put under the pressure, of walking in your shoes
          (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
          Every step that I take is another mistake to you
          (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)

          [Chorus:]
          I've become so numb
          I can't feel you there
          Become so tired, so much more aware
          I'm becoming this, all I want to do
          Is be more like me and be less like you

          Can't you see that you're smothering me?
          Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control
          'Cause everything that you thought I would be
          Has fallen apart, right in front of you
          (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
          Every step that I take is another mistake to you
          (Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
          An' every second I waste is more than I can take

          [Chorus:]
          I've become so numb
          I can't feel you there
          Become so tired, so much more aware
          I'm becoming this, all I want to do
          Is be more like me and be less like you

          And I know
          I may end up failing too
          But I know
          You were just like me
          With someone disappointed in you

          [Chorus:]
          I've become so numb
          I can't feel you there
          Become so tired, so much more aware
          I'm becoming this, all I want to do
          Is be more like me and be less like you

          I've
          Become so numb
          I can't feel you there
          I'm tired of being what you want me to be
          I've become so numb
          I can't feel you there
          I'm tired of being what you want me to be
          Try to catch me flyin dirty...

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          • #6
            U2 - The Ground Beneath Her Feet

            All my life, I worshipped her.
            Her golden voice, her beauty's beat.
            How she made us feel, how she made me real.
            And the ground beneath her feet.
            And the ground beneath her feet.

            And now I can't be sure of anything.
            Black is white and cold is heat.
            For what I worshipped stole my love away.
            It was the ground beneath her feet.
            It was the ground beneath her feet

            Go lightly down your darkened way.
            Go lightly underground. I'll be down there in another day.
            I won't rest until you're found.
            Let me love you, let me rescue you.
            Let me bring you where two roads meet. Oh come back above.
            I walked across an empty land
            I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
            I felt the earth beneath my feet
            Sat by the river and it made me complete

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            • #7
              7 Seconds
              By Youssou N'Dour & Neneh Cherry








              Don't see me from a distance
              Don't look at my smile
              And think that I don't know
              What's under and behind me
              I don't want you to look at me and think
              What's in you is in me
              What's in me is to help them
              I assume the reasons that push us to change everything
              I would like us to forget about their color
              So they can try to be optimistic
              Too many views on rave that make them desparate
              Let's leave the door wide open
              So they can talk about their pain and joy
              Then we can give them information
              That will bring us all together
              Chorus:
              It's not a second
              7 seconds away
              Just as long as I stay
              I'll be waiting
              Nothing can move us, we should be moving
              from the ones who practice wicked charms
              For the son and the stone
              Bad to the bone
              Man is not evil, even when it's born
              And when a child is born into this world
              It has no concept
              The tone the skin is living in
              (chorus)
              There's a million voices
              There's a million voices
              To tell you what she should be thinking
              so you better sober up for a second



              Youssou N'dour has one of the most amazing voices i have ever heard, the lyrics are inspirational!


              next trips
              USA/DXB August.

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              • #8
                Growing up for me, in the ghetto was hard. I imagend all the different places I could go, "happy places." NAS- Thugz masion, the song is about not getting cought up in the stuggels of the ghetto.

                [Lake] uh uh huh, lets go, yeah!
                [Nas] Uh, ghetto children singing "singing"
                [Nas] See they eager to learn "uh hum"
                [Nas] how to become the next world leaders "Bravehearts"!



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                Nas - Miscellaneous

                Thugz Mansion

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                [Intro: Nas]
                I want you to close your eyes
                And vision the most beautiful place in the world
                If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner
                Come on this journey
                The best journey
                Thugz Mansion
                Acres of land and swimming pools and all that
                Check it out

                [Verson One: Nas]
                I'm capable of anything, my imagination can give me wings
                To fly like Ddoves over the streets watchin' many things
                Kids walkin' home from school on drug blocks, missionaries
                Pass out papers that read: Love God
                I see faces, cases, judges, juries, masons, lawyers and cops
                I watch because every thugs face is my mirror
                But this was one in particular
                This kid he was the vintage stick em up pro
                16 years old, did his jail sentence, nowhere to go
                Every mornin calls his comrad to come and get him to smoke
                He insane, already gone mad
                Blames himself for his setbacks
                Dangerous street corners where his sets at
                Sling from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs
                Chasin' him, his ass was flarin'
                Smokin' like a chimney, on REMY, of course he not carin'
                He need a place to go to keep his mind expandin'
                I give him a helpin' hand and, bring him out to Thugz Mansion

                [Chorus: J. Phoenix]
                Every corner, every city
                There's a place where life's a little easy
                Little Hennessy, laid back and cool
                Every hour, cause it's all good
                Leave all the stress from the world outside
                Every wrong done will be alright
                Nothin but peace, love
                And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion

                [Verse Two: 2Pac]
                Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
                Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
                Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook
                Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke
                Then some lady named Billie Holiday
                Sang sittin there kickin it with Malcolm, 'til the day came
                Little LaTasha sho' grown
                Tell the lady in the liquor store that she's forgiven, so come home
                Maybe in time you'll understand only God can save us
                When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band
                Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
                that passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
                Picture a place that they exist, together
                There has to be a place better than this, in heaven
                So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin
                Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

                [Chorus]

                [Verse Three: Nas]
                A place where death doesn't reside, just thugs who collide
                Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin by
                No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
                No reason, for nobody's momma to cry
                See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter
                But if I should die, I know all of my albums support her
                This whole year's been crazy, asked the Holy Spirit to save me
                Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, gray hair maybe
                Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin
                I'm just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost my mother
                And I cried tears of joy, I know she smiles on her boy
                I dream of you more, my love goes to Afeni Shakur
                Cause like Ann Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war
                And just for that alone she shouldn't feel no pain no more
                Cause one day we'll all be together, sippin heavnly champagne
                What angels saw, with golden wings in thug's mansion

                [Chorus]
                frist is my last name, not a type-o

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                • #9
                  How about a nice festive holiday song?

                  Fairytale of New York by The Pogues

                  It was Christmas Eve babe
                  In the drunk tank
                  An old man said to me, won't see another one
                  And then he sang a song
                  The Rare Old Mountain Dew
                  I turned my face away
                  And dreamed about you

                  Got on a lucky one
                  Came in eighteen to one
                  I've got a feeling
                  This year's for me and you
                  So happy Christmas
                  I love you baby
                  I can see a better time
                  When all our dreams come true

                  They've got cars big as bars
                  They've got rivers of gold
                  But the wind goes right through you
                  It's no place for the old
                  When you first took my hand
                  On a cold Christmas Eve
                  You promised me
                  Broadway was waiting for me

                  You were handsome
                  You were pretty
                  Queen of New York City
                  When the band finished playing
                  They howled out for more
                  Sinatra was swinging,
                  All the drunks they were singing
                  We kissed on a corner
                  Then danced through the night

                  The boys of the NYPD choir
                  Were singing "Galway Bay"
                  And the bells were ringing out
                  For Christmas day

                  You're a bum
                  You're a punk
                  You're an old slut on junk
                  Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
                  You scumbag, you maggot
                  You cheap lousy faggot
                  Happy Christmas your arse
                  I pray God it's our last

                  The boys of the NYPD choir
                  Were singing "Galway Bay"
                  And the bells were ringing out
                  For Christmas day

                  I could have been someone
                  Well so could anyone
                  You took my dreams from me
                  When I first found you
                  I kept them with me babe
                  I put them with my own
                  Can't make it all alone
                  I've built my dreams around you

                  The boys of the NYPD choir
                  Were singing "Galway Bay"
                  And the bells were ringing out
                  For Christmas day

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                  • #10
                    Currently,

                    "Shake That Monkey" by Too Short featuring Lil' John


                    TOO $HORT LYRICS

                    "Shake That Monkey"
                    (feat. Lil' Jon)

                    [Lil' Jon]
                    Put a hump in ya back and shake ya rump (HEY!) [4x]
                    Lets go!

                    [everyone (2x)]
                    Bounce dat ass up and down to da flo
                    Shake that sh-t till you cant no mo'
                    Twirk that monkey let me see ya get low
                    Freak that nigga till ya sh-t get sore

                    [Too Short]
                    Bounce that ass till ya cant no mo'
                    Make ya ass touch the flo'
                    Like ya legs are broke
                    Take that bid ol' booty girl and scrub the ground
                    You can do it up and down
                    Or round n round
                    As long as that pu--y aint stiff
                    Dance and make all the niggas look at that sh-t
                    Like ya strip at a club in the ATL
                    Lil bitch tore it up and started raisin hell
                    I remember magic city before the freak nik
                    Before the police started all that weak sh-t
                    All the big hoes...Get loose wit it
                    All the skinny hoes let Bruce Bruce hit it
                    Let a nigga f-ck tonight
                    Damn right bitch...f-ck my wife
                    You my slut for life
                    You know all i do...is count that cash
                    I wont charge you as long as you bounce dat ass

                    [chorus]

                    Bitch..Bitch..Shake that monkey

                    I bet she cant wiggle like that wit a d-ck in her
                    Have a move tha booty contest and pick a winner
                    When she runnin
                    You never see the hoe come in last
                    So fast, she gotta 454 on dat ass
                    Ya never gonna win that race
                    Put on a seatbelt dont let her sit on ya face
                    She might kill you in the mornin at 2:14
                    Doin the p-ssy pop like she from New Orleans
                    Its been a while more than 10 years past
                    When ya close ya eyes you can still see her ass
                    When mommy used to dance like that
                    Bouncin that ass wit her hands on her back
                    I saw a grandmomma do it wit a baby in her arm
                    Put a hand on her car and started swangin it hard
                    Every nigga in the party wanna get wit the bitch
                    Look like she was f-ckin an invisible d-ck

                    [chorus]

                    You dont have to be naked to dance like a stripper
                    Just wiggle that tail like your name is flipper
                    Do it like a dophin on top of the water
                    Take it down to the ground, and pop it harder
                    Youve been hangin round them pimps again
                    She gangsta walkin like she Memphis 10
                    Get it girl i like the way you bounce
                    U must of learned that deep down way in the south
                    U from the west coast where you learn to do that dance
                    Im bout to stick my d-ck through the back of your pants
                    I woundnt pass up a chance to rip your cheeks
                    All in that ass, ya limpin for a week
                    Now all that booty, is that for me?
                    Its lookin so fat, we at the party
                    Lets hit the bar and drink
                    Tequila shots
                    Find a spot on tha floor let me see it drop!

                    [chorus]

                    [2x]
                    Now put yo ass on his d-ck
                    Let him know you da baddest lil bitch
                    Put ya hand on ya cl-t
                    Ask him do he like that sh-t
                    The way you move your butt
                    All he wanna do is f-ck
                    Outside him and you in the truck
                    Sex so good you cant do it enough

                    Bounce dat ass bitch [3x]

                    Show the love in the house

                    Shake that monkey hoe [until song it over]
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                    • #11
                      Originally posted by Van Hoolio
                      Currently,

                      "Shake That Monkey" by Too Short featuring Lil' John


                      TOO $HORT LYRICS

                      "Shake That Monkey"
                      (feat. Lil' Jon)

                      [Lil' Jon]
                      Put a hump in ya back and shake ya rump (HEY!) [4x]
                      Lets go!

                      [everyone (2x)]
                      Bounce dat ass up and down to da flo
                      Shake that sh-t till you cant no mo'
                      Twirk that monkey let me see ya get low
                      Freak that nigga till ya sh-t get sore

                      [Too Short]
                      Bounce that ass till ya cant no mo'
                      Make ya ass touch the flo'
                      Like ya legs are broke
                      Take that bid ol' booty girl and scrub the ground
                      You can do it up and down
                      Or round n round
                      As long as that pu--y aint stiff
                      Dance and make all the niggas look at that sh-t
                      Like ya strip at a club in the ATL
                      Lil bitch tore it up and started raisin hell
                      I remember magic city before the freak nik
                      Before the police started all that weak sh-t
                      All the big hoes...Get loose wit it
                      All the skinny hoes let Bruce Bruce hit it
                      Let a nigga f-ck tonight
                      Damn right bitch...f-ck my wife
                      You my slut for life
                      You know all i do...is count that cash
                      I wont charge you as long as you bounce dat ass

                      [chorus]

                      Bitch..Bitch..Shake that monkey

                      I bet she cant wiggle like that wit a d-ck in her
                      Have a move tha booty contest and pick a winner
                      When she runnin
                      You never see the hoe come in last
                      So fast, she gotta 454 on dat ass
                      Ya never gonna win that race
                      Put on a seatbelt dont let her sit on ya face
                      She might kill you in the mornin at 2:14
                      Doin the p-ssy pop like she from New Orleans
                      Its been a while more than 10 years past
                      When ya close ya eyes you can still see her ass
                      When mommy used to dance like that
                      Bouncin that ass wit her hands on her back
                      I saw a grandmomma do it wit a baby in her arm
                      Put a hand on her car and started swangin it hard
                      Every nigga in the party wanna get wit the bitch
                      Look like she was f-ckin an invisible d-ck

                      [chorus]

                      You dont have to be naked to dance like a stripper
                      Just wiggle that tail like your name is flipper
                      Do it like a dophin on top of the water
                      Take it down to the ground, and pop it harder
                      Youve been hangin round them pimps again
                      She gangsta walkin like she Memphis 10
                      Get it girl i like the way you bounce
                      U must of learned that deep down way in the south
                      U from the west coast where you learn to do that dance
                      Im bout to stick my d-ck through the back of your pants
                      I woundnt pass up a chance to rip your cheeks
                      All in that ass, ya limpin for a week
                      Now all that booty, is that for me?
                      Its lookin so fat, we at the party
                      Lets hit the bar and drink
                      Tequila shots
                      Find a spot on tha floor let me see it drop!

                      [chorus]

                      [2x]
                      Now put yo ass on his d-ck
                      Let him know you da baddest lil bitch
                      Put ya hand on ya cl-t
                      Ask him do he like that sh-t
                      The way you move your butt
                      All he wanna do is f-ck
                      Outside him and you in the truck
                      Sex so good you cant do it enough

                      Bounce dat ass bitch [3x]

                      Show the love in the house

                      Shake that monkey hoe [until song it over]
                      now thats what I call a song
                      frist is my last name, not a type-o

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                      • #12
                        Foto's Van Vandaag
                        by Acda en De Munnik


                        Ik zag me zelf oud vannacht
                        Ik wist dat ik het kon
                        Ik had een huis gebouwd voor haar en alle prijzen die ik won
                        Alle vrienden die ik kwijt was nu juist nog een voor een gebeld
                        En daarna had ik op Internet een cadeau voor haar besteld
                        We konden eindelijk op vakantie, wist niet waarheen maar toch het mocht
                        Ik had het geld, de tijd, de vrijheid alleen het land niet uitgezocht
                        Ik had het allermooiste leven
                        Sliep op een goud gestikt matras
                        Alleen nergens had ik foto's, foto's van vandaag
                        Nergens had ik foto's uit die tijd
                        Dat ze gelukkig was

                        Ik wil nieuwe foto's graag
                        Ik wil een foto van hoe mooi het was
                        Ik wil een foto van vandaag
                        Foto's bij een zee ofzo
                        Of van jou alvast met dat cadeau
                        Ik wil foto's van hoe mooi het was vandaag
                        Dat ze gelukkig was

                        Als ik oud word en dat word ik
                        Dat voel ik elke dag
                        Dan wil ik een oude lange neger zijn, een bluesman met een lach
                        Maar ik zag mezelf oud vannacht
                        Was nou niet bepaald mijn held
                        Maar het ergste nog van alles was, dat nergens had ik foto's
                        Nergens had ik foto's van waar wel dat ze gelukkig was

                        Ik wil nieuwe foto's graag
                        Ik wil een foto van hoe mooi het was
                        Ik wil foto's van vandaag
                        Foto's bij een zee ofzo
                        Of van jou alvast met dat cadeau
                        Ik wil foto's van hoe mooi het was vandaag
                        Dat ze gelukkig was
                        Foto's bij een zee ofzo
                        Of van jou alvast met dat cadeau
                        Ik wil foto's van hoe mooi ze was vandaag
                        Dat ze gelukkig was

                        Cheers

                        Marcos

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                        • #13
                          Make It Last by Stroke 9

                          the fire flickers out, making movies on her skin
                          and in the embers she remembers all the places that she's been
                          four letter words fly from her mouth
                          she thinks she's breaking ground
                          time takes it's toll, she feels his soul
                          in everything and I say

                          the way that you feel now
                          it's cool as long as I know
                          the way it's gonna be

                          make it last for an hour
                          we'll never feel this way again
                          make it all that you want
                          and everything that I need

                          the booze reaches her blood
                          she forgets his name
                          the wood has turned to coal
                          but our desire feeds the flame
                          will we surrender to the night?
                          or will our conscience win the fight?
                          she won't regress, but can't confess
                          that everything's alright and I say

                          the way that you feel now
                          it's cool as long as I know
                          the way it's gonna be
                          it's gonna take more
                          where we're gonna go...

                          make it last for an hour
                          we'll never feel this way again
                          make it all that you want
                          and everything that I need
                          make it last make it last 'cause you're not making me
                          any promises, make it last
                          make the best of what you see

                          you give to me what I need to see.
                          you can't feed my imagination
                          you give to me what I need to see, it's a twisted fascination
                          it feels so good to make it through the cold
                          but you know that he'll
                          close all the doors just close 'em all
                          for the rest of time

                          make it last for an hour
                          we'll never feel this way again
                          make it all that you want
                          and everything that I need
                          make it last make it last 'cause you're not making me
                          any promises, make it last
                          make the best of what you see
                          (repeat and fade...)

                          -Pete
                          Pete Ganabathi
                          Embry Riddle Aeronautical University

                          Fly Frontier Airlines - A Whole Different Animal

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                          • #14
                            i like some of the old Blink stuff, like Dammit :

                            Blink 182
                            Dammit

                            It's alright|To tell me
                            What you think|about me
                            I won't try|to argue
                            Or hold this|against you
                            I know that|you're leaving
                            You must have|your reasons
                            The seasons|is calling
                            And your pictures are falling down

                            The steps that|I retrace
                            The sad look|on your face
                            The timing|and structure
                            Did you hear|he fucked her
                            A day late|a buck short
                            I'm writing|the report
                            On losing|and failing
                            When I loose|I'm flailing now

                            And it happened once again
                            I turned to a friend
                            someone that understands and sees thru the master plan
                            and when everybody's gone
                            I've been here for to long
                            To face this on my own, and I guess this is growing up

                            And maybe|I'll see you
                            At a movie|A sneak preview
                            You'll show up|and walk by
                            On the arm|of that guy
                            And I'll smile|and you'll wave
                            We'll pretend it's ok
                            The charade|it won't last
                            When he's gone|I won't come back

                            And it happened once again
                            You turned to a friend
                            someone that understands and sees thru the master plan
                            and when everybody's gone
                            And you've been here for to long
                            To face this on your own, and I guess this is growing up
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                            • #15
                              Massive Attack - Safe in Mind

                              don't you go to turn around
                              under the moon & stars
                              can you find where hides the love?
                              Breathing down your neck

                              someone's found a way
                              someone's found a way
                              someone's found a way
                              someone's found a way
                              someone's found a way
                              someone's found a way
                              someone's found a way
                              someone's found a way

                              i see the moon, the moon sees
                              all i do is twist in the breeze

                              someone's found a way
                              to break into my mind
                              someone's found a way
                              to break into my mind
                              someone's found a way
                              to break into my mind
                              someone's found a way
                              to break into my mind

                              (someone's found a way...)
                              ....to break into my mind....

                              Aaaahhh...
                              Aaaahhhh...

                              Live's a gun that's always pointing
                              live's a gun that's pointing in my face

                              (someone's found a way...)
                              (someone's found a way...)
                              (someone's found a way...)
                              (someone's found a way...)

                              Aaaahhh...
                              (someone's found a way...)
                              (someone's found a way...)
                              (someone's found a way...)
                              Aaaahhhh...
                              (someone's found a way...)
                              (someone's found a way...)
                              (someone's found a way...)

                              Aaaahhh...
                              Someone's found a way...
                              Someone's found a way...
                              Aaaahhh...
                              Someone's found a way...
                              Someone's found a way...
                              (to break into my mind...)
                              (to break into my mind...)

                              I like...
                              The street, the smells
                              the sense of the underworld
                              sometimes you come face to face with yourself

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