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Armed To The Teeth Weatherbox

Thick green I pushed back Waiting through the thick black Footprints in the thickest grass Wolves always find my tracks A flare, a far cry of mine Just push the leaves away A flare, a far cry of mine Just

The Dreams Weatherbox

Last summer things got hazy And I ended up in a band And I slept well through the daytime On my stomach in the back of a van And I was shouting beneath a roof of trees With my new friends surrounding

The Drugs Weatherbox

It was a warmth I had not had the pleasure to face. And when the music fades, The kids could care less. It's a mockery of the time we spent, So I crept into a hole where I could rest.

The Clearing Weatherbox

I woke in the snow with my face on the pavement and icicles hanging off most of my clothes 10 picket fences for 10 perfect houses with green little gardens lined up in a row I walked past the gardens and

Moments Before The Smashing Of Future Ryan Weatherbox

Yours is the only cancer I accept Because it's you in my lungs And i cough you up for days.

Drop The Mike Weatherbox

With my feet on the grass and my heart beating just a little too fast, I met your other self when we were so mixed up. Now that's two of you I have to cut.

Trippin’ The Life Fantastic Weatherbox

was born in a swamp I was born with no clothes on I broke off and became something breathing I was fast; there were packs I was leading I was born in a swamp I was born with no clothes on Tripped out the

A Flock Of Weatherboxes Weatherbox

Where the sidewalk ends, a new life begins With a better taste in my mouth. But that sidewalk's far and my eyes feel raw, So I spit the better taste out.

Wolftank, Doff Thy Name Weatherbox

Who still has the oldest of words in their mouth?

I Worship Raw Beats Weatherbox

I cannot think of anything to think about, I search the folds of my brain, I stretch myself towards my destination, We ate roots and sat, I traced pitter-patterns in the grass, See where the wind blows

Snakes, Our Ground Weatherbox

I cannot think of anything to think about I search the folds of my brain I stretch myself towards my destination We ate roots and sat I traced pitter-patterns in the grass See where the wind blows me

Atoms Smash Weatherbox

The sequence found and pushed away, i'll love nothing more, Drink plant eat drink take my time, Drink plant eat drink take my time A stage set for the plague of primates, In the sky, on the wind, in the

Untitled Weatherbox

bouncing along Across and over my guitar I thought I was strong I was just bouncing along Across and Over my guitar Oh, Oh, Oh, I ruined everything And i Blame myself Because there's no one else For me to

Armed Pryda

Kill the lights Hello ladies and gentlemen I'm glad you've graced me with your presence You're in time to see me wrestle with my conscience Staring into the si-si-silence You see I came to save the stage

Armed Skaters

Americans you better show your guns Americans you better show your guns Cuz how will all the people know How will all the brutish people know we're armed Americans you better show them guns And all

The Hydra's Teeth 3 Inches Of Blood

The finest crew ever assembled, to Colchis, their destination A kingdom's fortunes in the branches of a tree But terror springs up from the ground Born of the dragon's mouth, seeds of Death planted in

Armed Robbery Eightball & MJG

I뭠l never be wanted for armed robbery (Eightball) On the other side of town moving quickly rolling swiftly in da hoopty ride loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide MJG know

Messages Of War Cronos

Blinding Lights across the sky Fighting as your about to die Women & fighting thunder & lightning Armed to the teeth go to war Hatred & Passion the latest fashion Let's See how far you can go Messages

Halftime KRS-One

Right now as we rockin they shootin outside Now we have got to chill We have got to chill We can't have no gunfire because hip hop can't build Let's leave all the shootin and the violence outside

Madagascar U.S. Bombs

Two hundred loathsome cutthroats Armed to the teeth Hurling there grenades As they get closer to the beach We had cutlasses and blunderbusses Off to get an island with the only money tree Take it from

Armed and Dangerous Petra

it used to be a distant call thought to be for some but never all now our wounded lay on every side now this call to arms can't be denied the enemy will tremble as young and old assemble a mighty army

All Of Us Are In Danger Classic Case

When I got the news the world was ending Panic took me by surprise I told my neighbor called my sisters I wanted everyone in sight All of us are in danger terrible danger We need to rally to survive Or

One Armed Scissor At The Drive In

asphalt now Tease this amputation Splintered larynx It has access now Cut away, cut away Send transmission to The one armed scissor Cut away, cut away Send transmission from The one armed scissor

This Place Is a Prison (Remastered) The Postal Service

This place is a prison And these people aren't your friends Inhaling thrills through $20 bills And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again And again Ther're guards at the on ramps armed to the

Interlude With Ludes Them Crooked Vultures

we should meet I've sharpened my knives So I'm gonna use them Oh, baby Oh, lalalala I'm gonna smother you with my love Forever and ever, also forever Acid and poison and chemicals baby Is what I mean to

Royal Deftones

God Bless Resist Calm down Contact Reach us Go Wild I'll taste your name I'll tell off these spades Watch This Calm down Teach us The roads Your contact it keeps us from roads Remove your

Teeth 5 Seconds Of Summer

Some days, you're the only thing I know Only thing that's burning when the nights grow cold Can't look away, can't look away Beg you to stay, beg you to stay, yeah Sometimes, you're a stranger in my

Armed and Dangerous Anthrax

cage I've been a mark of injustice Bound by these chains Can't find a reason, I'm on my own My destiny waits for a sign of me I'm leaving alone I'm out on my way now It's been so many years The

This Place Is A Prison The Postal Service

This place is a prison and these people aren't your friends Inhaling thrills through twenty dollar bills and the tumblers are drained and then flooded again and again.

Armed With Krylon Dalek

man's worth by highest standards Candid movements remembered by that vicious slander He who asks the most questions got the most answers Never one to pander but these files are tampered Touch nerve with