1. |
Don't Pray For Me
03:41
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I've been around and I've seen some things When I wasn;t ready I got on my knees and I'm begged that man please don't hurt her
Don't pray for me
Don't pray to your god
Don't pray for me
Go pray for us all
Better believe I'd kill that man
for his crimes to my mother
Put him in the ground when he raised those hands sending love to my brother
Don't pray for me
Don't pray to your god
Don't pray for me
Go pray for us all
When theres no place to run
When theres no place to run
When theres no place to run
When theres no when there's nowhere to run
Now there's no place to go
Now there's no place to go
Now there's no place to go
Now there's no now theres no now theres no place for you to run
don't pray for me
Go pray for us all
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2. |
Heart Attack
03:34
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Money was my motto, til you walk my way
The way you shook that body...
Girl, you stopped my like a heart attack
Hit my like a heart attack
You shook me like a heart attack
Hit my like a heart attack
Sewing out those wild oats, like i'm off to the flame
About to hit that bottle way out to space
Blazing up that fire so thick I can't breathe
The next thing I can tell you was, it hit me
It shook me like a heart attack
Hit me like a heart attack
You shook me like a heart attack
Hit me like a heart attack
Of all the things I was begging to stay
She's got a fire in her eyes and she's ready play
She said 'It's so good to meet you but I neglected to say, please leave your things on the table' that's when it hit me,
She took me like a heart attack
Hit me like a heart attack
You shook me like a heart attack
Hit me like a heart attack
You shook me like a heart attack
Hit me like a heart attack
You shook me like a heart attack
Hit me like a heart attack
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3. |
Higher Than The Storm
03:29
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Middle finger to the world, cause i feel like giving up
Cause no matter where I go, nothing's ever good enough
I hear everything around and I'm trying to figure out
Why I ever choose a world where I'm never good enough
Higher
Higher
Higher
Higher
Trying to figure out
why I would ever choose a world
But I'm not gonna give it up
Not for anything at all
Slam my finger in the door, push my face against the wall
No I'm not gonna give it up, cause I'm higher than the storm
Higher
Higher
Higher
Higher
Higher than the storm
Higher than the storm
Slam my fingers in the door, push my face against the wall. No I'm not gonna give it up, cause I'm higher than the storm.
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4. |
Never Enough
03:14
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Hell fire couldn't keep us apart, I'm fading into the darkness and into the dark
I've tried my best not to notice how much I have taken myself apart
My love was never enough
My love was never enough
All of the dreams I've been waiting to say are no longer a thing, they don't come into play
I put my neck on the line, gave you everything, I've wasted all of my life for you
My love was never enough
My love was never enough
My love was never enough, enough, enough, enough
My love was never enough, enough, enough, enough
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5. |
Playing With Fire
03:43
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Chasing angels through the night has me climbing up the walls
Made of colored flashing lights, they drag me through the phone
Its getting hard for me to see
Getting hard for me to breathe in here
Poison apples broken teeth but I still love the taste
Got me playing with fire, playing with fire
Got me playing with fire, playing with fire
It's got me playing with fire, playing with fire
My black mirror only speaks to creatures of the night
Is it wrong for me to peak wrong for me to fantasize
Black mirrors in our homes giving keys out to ghosts
Evening demons from a daydream, taking pictures of our souls
Got me playing with fire, playing with fire
Got me playing with fire, playing with fire
It's got me playing with fire, playing with fire
Save me, save me
Won't you save me
Got me playing with fire, playing with fire
Playing with fire
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6. |
Run
02:55
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The time of death 11:11 the time of death
That's when I told myself to let go those things I can't forget
And now my mind's a mess I made a mistake my mind is blessed
Ain't got the time or patience I have facing my time of death
I think you better run
Out in the wildest storm I'm wild running with nowhere to go
No rhyme or reason I felt like working dog being put down
They say my mind is gone I'm still running though my mind is gone
I put my faith in changes I made until the pain is gone
I think you better run
I think you better run
There's something I've been taking for so long addicted there's something
I've been chasing so much time I've wasted
If I could gain back the time I've spent I'd fight fire with patience and I'd free my demons
Demons
No where to go, no where to run
No where to go, no where to run
No where to go, no where to run
I think you better run
I think you better run
You'd better run
Release the spirit
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7. |
No Good
03:05
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They say heaven is a place where you don't make a sound
So drag me back to hell where the living is loud
Cause I've been out of range, calling angels with fire
Screaming make some fucking music as I ride on through the night
I'm no good
(Ooooh) I'm no good
I'm no good
Once betrayed now I'm laid back I don't make a sound
With rage that I've paved when my head hit the ground
Ashamed how I laid down afraid to call out
As he itched his trigger finger painting faces in the crowd
I'm no good
(Ooooh) I'm no good
I'm no good
I sold my sold to the devil and he gave me a guitar
I sold my sold to the devil in exchange to take me far
I sold my sold to the devil and he gave me a guitar to play rock n roll
I sold my sold to the devil and he gave me a guitar
I sold my sold to the devil in exchange to take me far
I sold my sold to the devil and he gave me a guitar to play rock n roll
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