My achy breaky heart
...will kill us all, if we throw ourselves against the wall......no one else will see the preservation of the martyr in me...
If the root of silence pulls me off, then love is lost not from the heart
.....And.....the root of all evil is the heart of a black soul, a force that has lived all eternity...
Then ..dont you wanna stay here a little while...
...How I've waited for you to come,..ive been here all alone and now that you've arrived, I promise, I won't keep you long.....ill keep you forever
Crying won't help ya, praying won't do you no good ....Escape...I'm cryin in my beer....Escape...just get me outta here.
Crying won't help ya, praying won't do you no good ....
You'd poison a blind mans dog and steal his cane....
You...can go...to....hell
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