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Bullet in Her Face
03:33
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Nobody knew what it's all about
Nobody stopped just to hear her out
Brownstone running through her vein
And Mary Jane just to ease her pain
The bullet blew up right in her face
The bullet blew up right in her face
The bullet blew up right in her face
She was a girl easy to please
Clear like a water
Cool like a breeze
She was a girl easy to please
The bullet blew up right in her face
The bullet blew up right in her face
The bullet blew up right in her face
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2. |
Grey Hounds
04:01
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Grey hounds in my dreams
Running over the burning bridge
They dream about me
Falling off the purple ridge
We woke before the dawn
We went out in the woods for more
We saw what we saw
And then we heard of it no more
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3. |
Apollo 8
03:38
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No one will deceive me with their marvelous eyes
I'm out in the open moving closer to skies
Enceladus swallowing Dione and Rhea
The gravity's gone on a killing spree
Breathe me, breathe me into your lungs
Breathe me, breathe me into your lungs
Breathe me, breathe me into your lungs
Breathe me, breathe me into your lungs
The blue planet rising over stark lunar ground
The engines are stopped and they're making no sound
The stars are the reason why harmony works
Restraining the demon of darkness that lurks
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4. |
Eye of the Tiger
03:28
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Risin' up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger
Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds 'till we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the dream of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger
Risin' up, straight to the top
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the dream of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger
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5. |
Funeral (acoustic)
03:05
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My friends, they all have gathered
And everyone's polite
And I wonder
If my cousin's dressed in white
I can hear somebody's talking
I can hear somebody cries
I guess it's natural
When somebody dies
Welcome to my funeral
Come on in and have no fear
'Cause I'm just lying, I'm lying here
You can bring me flowers
Though I prefer red wine
And choir
Just sung "Sweet Child o'Mine"
I can see them smiling sadly
I can see my drinking guys
I guess it's natural
When one of them finally dies
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Libertad
04:28
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The ugliest faces are here to greet you again
The grotesque traces of their skin
Will make you break again
Take a glance at their faces
And release all of your pain
'Cause you know
You've got all the aces to be completely insane
Wake me up
And save me from myself
And he laid down his hand
And said with a smile
Here comes the second verse of the song
Where they all can just fuck off
And eat my balls
Where they can just fuck off and eat my balls
Just fuck off and eat my balls
My balls
Wake me up
And save me from myself
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Kristaps Bakis Latvia
I've always thought that music is a three-dimensional thing.
I guess, I could even depict it on three axis mathematically.
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