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Bush of witches
Walking in my garden with my angel Trust´n Hope.
She tell me don't count the hours, don't get lost,
come on lets go home.
Angel, she’s my soul, my hope.
Open my eyes, I can see the gold.
// Behind the darkest bush of witches.
The black and horror creeps get me, I get you.
She tries to tear my wounded ribs.
She ribs and tears me apart. //
Butterfly flies above me, gets my eyes away from her for awhile.
Nice to sleep in the shade of hope, trust my soul.
Angel, she’s my soul, my hope.
Open my eyes, I can see the gold.
//
In the shade of the sun, we live the life that just naturally come.
She tell me to pick up flowers, smell them, come on lets go home.
Angel, she’s my soul, my hope.
Open my eyes, I can see the gold. //
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Lie the truth
--Hey, will you lie the truth?--
Why should I lie tomorrow, when truth are coming soon for you.
I laid down with sorrow when truth are coming soon for you.
// I lie the truth for you and not for me.
I lie the truth for you, for you…//
Why couldn’t you be grateful, when you see, I give up my life for you. I will stand behind you, and I will twist and turn around, yeah I do.
When you hurt me so hard, I wouldn’t do what I should do to hurt you. When you turn and twist in sorrow,
I wouldn’t feel for you, oh pity you.
//
Why shouldn’t you be grateful, when you see, I give up my life for you. I will stand behind you, and I will twist and turn around, I do.
Why should I stay in sorrow, when the truth is coming for me to day. What lay down in the white snow, will come up in the spring and we will let it be.
// //
Why couldn’t you be grateful, when you see, I give up my life for you. I will stand behind you, and I will twist and turn around, yeah I do.
When you hurt me so hard, I wouldn’t do what I should do to hurt you. When you turn and twist in sorrow,
I wouldn’t feel for you, oh pity you.
// //
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10 feet down
" and the man took a wife from Levi’s daughter. Got pregnant, get birth of a son. The newborn boy was a beautiful son. Kept him hidden from the world for month".
Ten feet down in the mud of my heart.
Worms are fighting for the love of our love.
Ten feet down where the worms have their start.
Oh, how I want to take the stairs up above.
// Oh God, my sister, my brother above. Let me see the light to lead me across. Oh God, my sister, my brother how much must I pay, how much must I loose? //
"couldn’t afford no longer got him hidden. A coffer and
a spoon he laid with birth and mud. Put the child in the
water in the river, yes in the river of the Nile."
We fight with our fists, with all that we got. And Lord, that I promise You, that aint a lot. My feet and my hands are tied and are bound. But that is I promise, You’re all that I’ve got.
// Oh God, my sister, my brother above. My feet and my hand are tied and are bound. Oh God, my sister, my brother how much
What the Bible says, is it right, is it wrong? //
// Oh God, my sister, my brother above. Let me see the light to lead me across. Oh God, my sister, my brother how much
must I pay, how much must I loose. //
"my sister she stood there, just beneath the water, saw the child being driven above. And I wonder, many nights I have wondered, how did it go for the child?"
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Cherry Berry Navel
I like to taste you and I like to shape you up tonight.
Taste and lick your smooth body all over tonight.
// Chocolate and cream Cherry Berry Navel, so tight tonight, -- shape me up tonight.-- Shake me and pick me up with your
gentle style tonight, -- shape me up tonight.-- //
You’re smooth and your tooth is blinking so brightly in your smile. I feel that I can’t get away, not even for awhile.
//
I like to taste you and I like to shape you up tonight.
Taste and lick your smooth body all over tonight.
// //
Shake me up and shoot me down, tight me up and shake me down tonight. Shake me up and shoot me down and shoot me down and shake me up tonight- Chock me …….
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It’s a mystery
It´s a mystery, yeah heh heh. You’ve got to know, should my sweet coming? Should he come to me, for my true love?
You’ve got to know, shouldn’t my sweet coming?
It will come to some, will it come to me?
// Like horses on a ride in the desert, with sand blowing up in my hair. I look in your eyes, it’s a mystery, and I feel love in the air. //
You’ve got to know, my sweet one, we got no loving,
but love and hope. Yeah yeah yeah you, I tell you, yeah you must fly on, but not for long.
You’ve got to know, should my sweet coming?
Should he come to me, for my true love?
// //
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Road to Rock´n Roll
Joey was a boy with no pretension on his mind, he was a tired boy. In school he was the poorest boy in the class, he was the school warrior. Father was of iron, mother wasn’t there. Poor boy was so tired was on fire.
Sharon was the girl with no money in her purse, on street she was so cute. Pretty girl, a mum or a nurse she would do anything for you.
Dressed up, dressed down, high heel on her boots. With feather or naked, she couldn’t find her roots.
// Walk on by my friend, the road to rock´n roll.
You can not hide again, the feeling that’s inside.
The road is here my friend, the music in your soul.
So walk on by my friend the road to rock´n roll. //
Hey, you little kid whatever you become, poor or a movie star. In this world you will fit in a castle or in a bar. The music will be there I tell you that’s what’s fair. Joey was the boy and Sharon was the girl, yeah
Joey was a boy with no pretension on his mind, he was a tired boy. In school he was the poorest boy in the class, he was the school warrior. Father was of iron, mother wasn’t there. Poor boy was so tired was on fire.
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Revolution
I can not move, I can not breathe. My eyes so tight to the screen.
I give up, give up horrible thoughts that I’m thinking. That's all they want. I see a man fighting for the state. Or is he glorious. Captures the opposes of our leaders. I wanna be like him.
// Once I was running in the street. As I was called. Then I did not know the truth. Of the revolution. //
The hidden electric eyes and ears are revealing everything.
I didn’t, didn’t revealing my old thinking. Oh isn’t it nice.
My training is finished and complete. I can not sell my state.
No more running in the street. Am I glorious?
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I can not move, I can not breathe. My eyes so tight to the screen.
I give up, give up horrible thoughts that I’m thinking.
That's all they want. I see myself fighting in the street
Am I not glorious? But now I’m running from the truth.
I wanna be like this.
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(Written by Anders Wikholm- Moulin Noir)
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Aldrig mer
Hur känns det nu, att känna pulsen nära din mot min? Ja, jag vill känna mig nära dig igen. (I wanna feel your body ... ) Hur känns det nu, när dina läppar pressas mot min mun och du känner smaken av ett härligt liv? (I wanna feel youe body...)
// Men nu är livet mycket bättre än det var förut (I wanna feel your body) Vill bara glömma det gamla som tagit slut. //
Ångrar du dig när du ser att jag faktiskt klarar mig? Har byggt upp mitt nya liv helt utan dig (I wanna feel your body) Här är jag nu, jag tänker ofta på den jag var förut. Åh, tacka Gud att det hela fått ett slut.
(I wanna feel you´re body)
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