| Line | Song |
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| Hello, my love. Well, good riddance and farewell to you | |
| Storming through this despite what's right | |
| The tales of their beatings. To fear what lies beneath our eyes | |
| You pull the trigger, count one, two, three | |
| A baby boy you've held so tightly. This pain it visits almost nightly | |
| Like souls who missed their plight, we'll bleed along the sand | |
| Through strength in self we become, something more they can be. I'll raise my heart and sing! | |
| So here's my song I wrote in time. When it was needed. | |
| | Line | Song |
|---|
| The tears we've cried, this love has died. You're by yourself with me tonight | |
| Like birds' whose wings are broken, you live without direction | |
| Drive into the stake, secrets of his compassion. A perfect escape, like hell you'll list your reasons | |
| A deadly grip on lies, sing to these blood red skies | |
| I was standing tall, waiting host. What's it like to be a ghost? | |
| Go and rest your weary head. What you lived for now is dead | |
| The entertainment news becomes approach. But sex, drugs, and ballads wake a dog | |
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