How To Save A Life (Album: "How To Save A Life" (2005)) (THE FRAY LYRICS)

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Step one, you say, "We need to talk."
He walks, you say, "Sit down. It's just a talk."
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
'Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
Pray to God, he hears you
And I pray to God, he hears you

And where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

How to save a life

How to save a life

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life

How to save a life

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Travel Express (From Me) (Album: "Strike Gently" (2013)) (THE VIRGINS LYRICS)

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Saw you in a music video
Admit my heart slipped down to my chest
I shed a tear just for how young you were
With your hair dyed black and your leather vest

And when the singer gripped the microphone
His lips were tight and his eyes were so sad
You held a flower underneath your nose
That dirty look you could've patented it

Now when the shore line shine through your night window
And the one that you love looks a mile away
You could plant a kiss on your reflection
And tell yourself it travel express from me
Travel express from me

In the seat in the back of a dime
I saw the side of your face through your hair
Your husband smiled and said he heard of me
I shook his hands and then I change instead
I guess the page is gonna turn some more
Will be all wrinkled in our baggy clothes
I searched the channels, put the oldies on
Remember this and you might be a ghost now

Now when the shore line shine through your night window
And the one that you love looks a mile away
You could plant a kiss on your reflection
And tell yourself it travel express from me
Travel express from me

The fast first express whispering wishes
Look out for yourself girl, you'll be alright
The stars fall around you
The planets surround you
Take care of yourself girl, you'll be just fine

Look out for yourself girl, you'll be alright

Travel express from me
Travel express from me
Travel express from me
Travel express from me

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Poundcake (Album: "For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge" (1991)) (VAN HALEN LYRICS)

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Poundcake
Yeah, she's gotta have a soul,
Or it won't feel right,
We're just playin, clean and simple
Wrapped up, nice and tight
In a home-grown, and down home,
That makes a woman
Cookin' up that old time long lost recipe, for me
It's gettin' hard to find
Guess it ain't hip enough now
You take an average guy
Who can't identify
And there's a short supply
Of the fine, fine stuff,
Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on some of that
Shake it up, pick it out nice,
Lemme get on, lemme get on, lemme get on outta there,
I still love my baby's Poundcake
Home grown, and down home,
Yeah, that's the woman,
Still cookin up an old time, long lost recipe
Lemme get on some of that,
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah
I want some of that
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Gimme some of that, uh ha, uh ha, ha...Ow!
Oh, got some real fine, poundcake..
I've been out there,
Tried a little bit of everything
Its all sex without love
I felt the real thing is poundcake
Home grown, and down home,
Yeah, that's the woman,
Still cookin with that old time, long lost recipe, yeah, whew!
She's down home and down home,
Oh, that's my woman,
Gimme some of that,
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Uh ha, uh ha, ho,
Lemme hold that
Uh ha, uh ha, ho
Uh, uh ha, uh ha ho, yeah
Home grown, and down home, whew!
C'mon, babe,
Gimme some of that
Gimme some of that
Home grown, way down home, yeah!
Uh ha, uh ha, ho, yeah
Gimme some of that, whew!
C'mon babe!

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Can't Stop Lovin' You (Album: "Balance" (1995)) (VAN HALEN LYRICS)

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There's a time and place for everything, for everyone
We can push with all our might, but nothing's gonna come
Oh no, nothing's gonna change
And if I asked you not to try
Oh could you let it be
I wanna hold you and say
We can't throw this all away
Tell me you won't go, you won't go
Do you have to hear me say
I can't stop lovin' you
And no matter what you say or do
You know my heart is true, oh
I can't stop lovin' you
You can change your friends, your place in life
You can change your mind
We can change the things we say
And do it anytime
Oh no, but I think you'll find
That when you look inside your heart
Oh baby, I'll be there
Hold on
I'm holding on
Baby, just come on, come on, come on
I just wanna hear you say
I can't stop lovin' you
And no matter what you say or do
You know my heart is true, oh
I can't stop lovin' you
Oh, I'm twisted and tied
And all I can remember
Is how hard we tried
Only to surrender
And when it's over
I know how it's gonna be
And true love will never die
No, not fade away
I can't stop lovin' you
And no matter what you say or do
You know my heart is true, oh
I can't stop lovin' you
And I know what I got to do
Hey ray, what you said is true
I can't stop lovin' you, oh
Oh, I can't stop lovin' you

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Last Love Song (Album: "Eleven Roses" (2012)) (ZZ WARD LYRICS)

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We were never the marrying type, oh no,
We won't buy dishes or stained glass lights, oh no,
For a table we'll never sit at,
In the house that we won't ever get,

I won't wake up and pick out your tie, oh no,
You won't come home and kiss me at night, oh no,
We won't lie in this king bed for two,
Say goodbye to us saying "I dos,"

No more white picket fences,
No more lace veils or vows,
No more "You're the only one" 'cause that's all done with now,
This is the last love song I'll ever write for you,
This is the last love song I'll ever write for you,

Take these roses and this Jameson, oh no,
Find a subway that I can sit in, oh no,
Buy a one-way out of this city,
Everything that I need, got it with me,

No more white picket fences,
No more lace veils or vows,
No more "You're the only one" 'cause that's all done with now,
This is the last love song I'll ever write for you,
This is the last love song I'll ever write for you,

All these notes and all these words,
Are all that's left in me,
Bend these pages, count my woes,
One last song to set me free,

No more white picket fences,
No more lace veils or vows,
No more "You're the only one" 'cause that's all done with now,
This is the last love song I'll ever write for you,
This is the last love song I'll ever write for you,
This is the last love song I'll ever write for you,
This is the last love song I'll ever write for you, oh.

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The Streets (feat. Bun B) (Album: "Living Legends" (2004)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

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[Verse 1: 8 Ball]
Off brand niggaz we ain't fuckin with y'all
Catch up with ya kind cuz you ain't touchin a dog
Imitation fake like Gucci suits niggaz be wearin
Nigga like me hit the room and all the bitches be starin'
I'm not fine I'm not cute, they just know I got some loot
Grippin wood, lookin good '24s make them choose
Nine times out of ten the bitches bad news
Hit the dick and start actin like a motherfuckin' fool
Clothes brand new from my T-shirt to my shoes
Pop a tag every day, that's what ghetto niggaz do
Hustle hard, spread all the bread with my crew
When we in the club they be poppin bottles too
We crunk and keep it hype and everybody know it's on
When my work hits the street watch how quick that shit be gone
I rap like I'm quick enough but catch 'em full of zones
When my work hits the street watch how quick that shit be gone, nigga

[Chorus: 8 Ball & MJG]
Street niggaz (keep your guns hit the traps
spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches like)
Street niggaz (push it all hard or ball
sticky weed, whatever ya need, man we got it all)
Street niggaz (keep your guns hit the traps
spend your bread on rims and ice, whatever them bitches like)
Street niggaz (push it all hard or ball
sticky weed, whatever ya need, man we got it all)

[Verse 2: MJG]
I'm just a street nigga I keep my heat under the seat
If a... bum run up hope he got his gun up
From sundown to sunup I keep it with me
And I end up be unloadin on y'all when y'all hit me
It's a grand shame that you niggaz come from it but can't walk through it
What is it? I thought you knew it
It was the streets nigga, my seat used to hit it when I didn't have no wheels to go get it
M J fuckin' G droppin these bars with no regards for snitches and fake broads
You ain't hard from steroids, nigga you big fraud
I remember when them bullets was takin your lunch card
I'm a real ghetto politician
and what I gotta give in to motherfuckers who willin to try to vision
When a nigga spittin', Quit all the whinin' and bitchin'
Baby sharp, look and listen, pay attention to what you been missin'
It's the --

[Chorus]

[Bridge: 8 Ball]
Yea come on..
Street niggaz, street niggaz
We sittin' on leathers and we grippin' on wood (Streets is watchin')
We makin plenty bread and reppin' our hood (Streets is watchin')
Money over bitches, man it still all good (Streets is watchin')
We makin plenty bread and we reppin' our hood (Streets is watchin')

[Verse 3: Bun B]
What can I say about these streets that I be walkin'?
Not too much cuz where I from niggaz ain't motherfuckin talkin
We'd rather listen and watch
Tryin to flex and gaurd their clothes and Baume and Mercier ? watches
Tryin' to get my gloss on
I paid the cos' to be the boss on these corners where ballin niggaz floss on
Haters get tossed on, 5-0 get ?? and out of towners get robbed
and drop that, can't nobody gonna stop that
See it was like this before me
So if you think it's time to change, nigga show me
Obviously you don't know me It's time that you learned
Niggaz that try to hold me on my grind, they get burned
I'm down from P.A., Man - West side to the east, fool
(Aw come on Bun B, dude what about peace?)
Fuck peace, fool
You want some love, ask your momma or the lord
Bitch I'm down with pimps see, UGK be goin harder

[Chorus]

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Don't Make (Album: "Living Legends" (2004)) (8BALL & MJG LYRICS)

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[Chorus 2x]
Don't make (Don't make)
Me Kill (Me kill)
No motherfucking body in here (in here)
I'ma shoot (I'ma shoot)
Three shots (Three shots)
Somebody done made me hot (me hot)

You Got Me Fucked Up
We Shoot Guns and Hit Targets
Meat Market Yall Haters Up Who Start Shit
MJ Ripping Holes In Bodyguards
Outta Line Polices and boys Who They Party Hard
And When The Party Started I Thought We Was All Chillin
I Figured Everybody Would Be Leaving here all living
You Standin To Close Partner
You Askin To Much Baby
You Need To Get From Round Me Befor our clique go crazy
(8-ball)
Yea maine these niggas
coming round talking bout they hot
but they not
fucking with fatboy mj
nigga we the truth
holla at playa maine
streets or the booth
we popping at you haters main
Soft as niggaz, make they chin hit the flo off brand niggaz
take they chesse and they hoe mafio (mafio) niggaz know
(niggaz know) when them real live G's hit the dow (hit the dow)

[Chorus 2x]

[8 Ball]
I gotta 22 not much bigga than my fanga a when chesta pistol grip pump us a head ranga a two shot daraga nine lil milana
abig fourty glock just call me the gun slanga some ak's spray to kill the front line one hundred and thirty dead from
squeezin' off one time all you mu-fuckin' who gappin' fly lip let it rip don't slip I'm workin' wit five clips
[MJG]
We fifty deep and err nigga wit me got they ice on lil nigga that a break yo face like Roy Jones crushin' bones when it's
on we ain't never scaed them memphis boyz be so serious when it's bout that bread kidnap family members them niggaz don't
leave no witness they all love a gansta that shit be so addictive when we pull up they know who we are by ther we blowing
big and you know Diddy he gon buy the bar

[Chorus 2x]

[MJG]
Take yo vest off from blowin' yo kneck off and eyes out high speed chase I follow you to yo hide out shot yo fuckin' ties
out don't try to ride now what happen to the base in yo voice you just cryin' now I thought you was a man you starting to
look fine now a grim we been lookin' for you in boyz time now then blow the wrong shit out of the right side of yo head
maine ain't noway for retaliation when U's a dead man
[8 Ball]
Not a scread maine we keep off the frame we staying away from lames we runnin' the whole game I do it like a G you ain't
fuckin' wit me 8 ball, MJG we reppin' for Tennessee wit murder and homicide the day niggaz die the day niggaz ride and
don't need a reason why it's money and the power the week they get devowered them boyz they disrespect wit bullets they
get showered

[Chorus 2x]

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Redemption Song (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS)

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Old pirate, yes, them rob I, sold I to the merchant ship
Minutes after they took I from the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong by the hand of the almighty
We struggle in this generation triumphantly

New York City, won't you help me sing
These songs of freedom, cause all I've ever had
Redemption song, these songs of freedom

Emancipate yourself from mental slavery, none but ourselves can free our mind
Have no fear for atomic energy for none of them a cannot stop the time
How long will you kill our prophet while we stand aside and look, ooh
Some say it's just a part of it, we've got to fulfil that book

Brooklyn, help me sing
These songs of freedom, cause all I've ever had
Redemption song, these songs of freedom

Emancipate yourself from mental slavery, none but ourselves can free our mind
Have no fear for atomic energy for none of them they can't a stop for the time
How long will they kill our prophet while we stand aside and look, ooh
Some say it's just a part of it, we've got to fulfil that book

Won't you help me sing
These songs of freedom, cause all I've ever had
Redemption song, these songs of freedom

A-Ame-rica, God bless America
A-Ame-rica, the land of the free and the home of the brave
A-Ame-rica, yeah, Amer, Amer, America
A-Ame-rica

New York City, let me see your hands in the air
A-Ame-rica, God bless ya, America, yeah, oh yeah
God bless Ame-rica

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Rumble In The Jungle (feat. Busta Rhymes, John Forte, Lauryn Hill) (Album: "April Showers" (2013)) (WYCLEF JEAN LYRICS)

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[Wyclef]
(Come on)
Root to the fruit
More bass than Bootsy Collins
You verses me
Thats like Ali verses Foreman (a-ha)
God's act, stand back and watch
Devil's time out
Can't be timed with no swatch watch
Who I am, the black Abraham
Zunga zunga zang, yellow man, Vietnam
Add an extra bar as I spar with literature
Taking kingdoms from tsars
Winning more wars than the Moors

[Forte]
Hey, what's the deal?
I seen the Devil spar with Allah
Mathematics was the key to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is me
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth when Ali clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in

[Q-Tip]
People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with Mic fitness
Hands blistered from holding the mics tight
Some say it's fright night
Well throw the R after the F 'Cause I'm gonna take away your breath
The bell rings and now it's just a daily operation
Yo, you saw my lubrication
You can see this occupation (The winner)
Eh, you know we're from Q-Borough
L-Booie and Clef the trainers, Prazwell promote the throw

[Lauryn Hill]
We used to bite bullets with the pig-skin casing
Now we perfect slang like a gang of street masons (uh)
Scribe check make connects
True pyramid architects (yeah)
Replace the last name with the X (X)
The man's got a God complex
But take the text and change the picture
Watch Muhammad play the messenger like Holy Muslim scriptures
Take orders from only God
Only war when it's Jihad
See Ali appears in Zaire to reconnect 400 years
But we the people dark but equal give love to such things
To the man who made the fam' remember when we were kings

Blocks on fire (Block's on fire tonight)
Fiends getting higher (uh-huh)
Robbing blue collar
(Hey yo we rob them blue collars)
Killing for a dollar (Stick 'em up)
Youths get tired (Ali ah yeah)
We're dealing with them liars (Ali ah yeah)
(We're dealing with too many liars)
From Brooklyn to Zaire (uh-huh ah yeah)
We need a ghetto Messiah (ah yeah come on)

Send me an angel in the morning, baby
Send me an angel in the morning, darling
Send me Muhammad in the morning, baby
Send me an angel in the morning, darling

[Ali Shaheed Muhammad]
Once the pen hits the pad it's danger
To this I be no stranger
Step inside the ring and I'll derange you (Come on)
I'm hearing no comments
Everyone looks dispondent
Dejected, rejected similiar to Liston
Catching lists
Beat it, sonny
My man is still the greatest in this
To hell with Frazier yappin' about that negative shit
Now listen, you can try and escape if you want to
But ask yourself, who the hell you gonna run to
Like Sade Abu you got a punch that I can sleep to
Fugees, Tribe, Busta Rhymes forever coming through

[Prazwell]
We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar plate
One roll snake eyes like Jake The Snake
Many lies put up for stakes
Wash our sins at the Great Lakes
You and I cannot see eye to eye
So therefore we cannot relate
I'm here when I make myself crystal clear
You fled to Cape Fear when I laced you in Zaire
Tussle with a lasso in the Royal Rumble
Seperate boys from men in the concrete jungle

[Busta Rhymes]
I remember when Cassius Clay flipped the script
Taking trips to Zimbabwe
Africans started calling the God Ali Bumbaye (so bwoy)
It be the God stricken, God nutrition, lightly stricken (ha)
Blow that make you feel like you was poison bitten
Ha yo I'm 'bout to blister you and your sister
Predicting every ass whipping before my fights my nigga
This be your last warning once you walk past the doorman
Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass until the morning
Marvellous finances provided by Joseph Mobutu
Special guests of honour like the Archbishop Desmond Tutu
We watched the Rumble In The Jungle
To see who be the targeted uncle to be the first to fall and fumble
Nuff blows they gettong thrown, like solid milestones
Internally shaking up niggas, imbalance your chromosones
With the force of a thousnad warriors
When I bust your ass identify me as the lord victorious

Blocks on fire (You're a star)
(Blocks on fire)
Fiends getting higher (You're a star)
Robbing blue collar (You're a star)
(Yeah rob them blue collars)
Killing for a dollar (You're a star)
Youths get tired (You're a star)
(Youths getting tired)
We're dealing with them liars (You're a star)
(We're dealing with too many liars)
From Brooklyn to Zaire (You're a star)
We need a ghetto Messiah

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Teachers (Album: "Mind Over Matter" (2014)) (YOUNG THE GIANT LYRICS)

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Teachers
They try to
Reach us
They said it too you know
But now you're grown up
And it's time
You were tested
This city made you gold and only when you're
Done
Do you miss the friends?
The names you crossed off

And I know it's hard to be sane
Temptation is so friendly
I need this release now
I find I can't stop dreaming

I'm awake
In a parking lot
Where all the friends
The names are crossed off

Won't you ask me
Are you in love with the city?
All the stars
Whiskey bars
And I'm on my back I'm waiting
I guess you could say that I'm praying
Will I remember
Where I misplaced you?

And I know it's hard to be sane
Temptation is so friendly
(You come back
To see it
The fever
You feel it!)
I need this release now
I find I can't stop dreaming

I'm awake
In a car
Hollywood
Boulevard
Is this who you are?

Oh!
Run now!
Run now!

I need this release now
I find I can't stop dreaming!

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Apartment (Album: "Young The Giant" (2011)) (YOUNG THE GIANT LYRICS)

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After leaving my apartment
I feel this cold inside me
It howls away all through the market
It calls your name

Ooohh
Ooohh oohh

On my way to your apartment
I write for fear of silence
You carved a boat to sail my shadow
Now I walk alone

Ooohh
Ooohh oohh
Alright, alright

I hit the sidewalk and this is how it starts
Hide in a raincoat when things are falling apart

After leaving your apartment
I hear the coast by nightfall
So sure to keep you dreaming
You understood
Oh, I know you understood
Yes sir, it shows I was no good

Aaaahhh
Alright, alright

I hit the sidewalk and this is how it starts
Hide in a raincoat when things are falling apart

Cause sooner or later this is bound to stop
Come on, let's savor what we're falling for

After leaving your apartment
I hear the coast...

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Apartment (Album: "Young The Giant" (2011)) (YOUNG THE GIANT LYRICS)

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After leaving my apartment
I feel this cold inside me
It howls away all through the market
It calls your name

Ooohh
Ooohh oohh

On my way to your apartment
I write for fear of silence
You carved a boat to sail my shadow
Now I walk alone

Ooohh
Ooohh oohh
Alright, alright

I hit the sidewalk and this is how it starts
Hide in a raincoat when things are falling apart

After leaving your apartment
I hear the coast by nightfall
So sure to keep you dreaming
You understood
Oh, I know you understood
Yes sir, it shows I was no good

Aaaahhh
Alright, alright

I hit the sidewalk and this is how it starts
Hide in a raincoat when things are falling apart

Cause sooner or later this is bound to stop
Come on, let's savor what we're falling for

After leaving your apartment
I hear the coast...

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Strings (Album: "Young The Giant" (2011)) (YOUNG THE GIANT LYRICS)

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Oh what did I say?
She's all shook up
Lost in the summer, man
We're burning up
The time don't show
When the sun gets carried
The tide curves off your body
Oh you'll stay with me

I, now I will show you
It's how I lie
When no one told you

Oh what did I say?
She's all shook up
Vision by the seaside
We move
But I don't know
When the fire gets hazy
The flames roll down and off her body
Oh you'll stay with me

I, now I will show you
It's how I lie
When no one told you

So ride, Sherry, ride, Sherry, ride
I will show you
We'll go in the night
Wondering why no one told you

Now I can walk the stones of the shoreline
And taste the ocean salt when the cold shines
My words are rolling soft down your south side

I, now I will show you
It's how I lie
When no one told you

So ride, Sherry, ride, Sherry, ride
I will show you
We'll go in the night
Wondering why no one told you

Why, you know it goes, you know it goes
Why, you know it goes, you know it goes
Why it goes

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Poker Face (originally by Lady Gaga) (Album: "Restoring Force" (2014)) (OF MICE & MEN LYRICS)

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I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays
Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me
Lovegame and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after you been hooked I'll play the one that's on your heart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get you hot, show you what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I'll get you hot, show you what I've got

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, my poker face

P-p-p-poker face, my poker face

A little gambling is fun when you're with me
I wanna roll with you a hard pair we will be
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love if its not rough it isn't fun, fun

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get you hot, show you what we've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I'll get you hot, show you what we've got

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got you like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got you like nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, my poker face

P-p-p-poker face, my poker face

I won't tell you that I love you
and I won't kiss and i won't hug you
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, I am marvelous

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face

Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got you like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(p-p-p-poker face, my poker face)

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(p-p-p-poker face, my poker face)

P-p-p-poker face, my poker face

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Break Free (Album: "Restoring Force" (2014)) (OF MICE & MEN LYRICS)

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Break free

Through every bone I break,
Through every word you say,
You're just another enemy.
Right now, get away from me.
You won't, get the best of me.
I can't, stop or slow down,
I never have and I never will.

You won't break me
Or silence this heartbeat,
Your words�they mean nothing.
I will break free
From the walls that surround me,
I'm sick of this feeling, I will break free from you.

You're just a cloud of smoke,
Another empty soul,
I see it in your face,
You're just a snake in my way.
Right now, get away from me.
You won't, get the best of me.
I can't, stop or slow down, I never have and I never will.

You won't break me
Or silence this heartbeat,
Your words�they mean nothing.
I will break free
From the walls that surround me,
I'm sick of this feeling, I will break free from you

You won't break me,
I will break free.
You won't break me,
I will break free from you.

You won't hold me.
Right now, you won't and I can't,
You won't hold me,
You won't break me.
(Get away from me,
Get the best of me.)
You won't hold me down.

You won't break me
Or silence this heartbeat,
Your words�they mean nothing.
I will break free
From the walls that surround me,
I'm sick of this feeling, I will break free from you

You won't break me,
I will break free.
You won't break me.

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