| Lyric | Song | Artist |
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| Devious movements in your eyes/Moved me from relief | |
| He was turned to steel/In the great magnetic field | |
| So far away we wait for the day/For the lives all so wasted and gone | |
| There's a feeling that/I get from nothing else and there ain't nothin' in the world that makes me go | |
| Dream over/Grieve no more/And breathe one last time | |
| No escape, binding spirits/No escape, trapped in time and space | |
| Somebody cries from a cell 'God be with you' | |
| Ride the tiger/You can see his stripes but you know he's clean | |
| Tequila in his heartbeat, his veins burned gasoline/It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean | |
| [Song title], but why? | |
| | Lyric | Song | Artist |
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| Mental wounds still screaming/Driving me insane | |
| The sweet relief is a must | |
| Awaiting the hour of reprisal/Your time slips away | |
| Help - he's my brother, but I love her/I can't keep away from her touch/Deception, dishonor | |
| Why do you like playing around with/My narrow scope of reality | |
| For it was my dream/To create a perfect world/From this cold imperfect world | |
| And the road becomes my bride | |
| Knives? Check./Rope? Check./Dagger? Check./Chains? Check. | |
| Every night the dreams return to haunt me/Your rosary wrapped around your throat | |
| Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth | |
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