1. |
Might Be The Devil
03:00
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Wanted love like you'd want for yourself
As her short skirts walking in just like your top of her shelf
A serpent snake is in the back of my mind
Strutting like a dove hiding them horns
In her hair line
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil (thats right)
Call my name rushing blood through my veins
My heart is pumping for you like a roaring train
Got them pearls by the fruit of your chest
Got me thinking thats lambs blood on the tip of her hands
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil (thats right)
God damn the way you touched my hand
Gives me burning temptation makes me feel like a man
Jesus Christ didn't die for himself
Has her ruby red kisses got you to follow her to hell
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil (thats right)
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil
Might be the Devil...
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2. |
Broke My Mind
03:51
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All memories I kept
Buried deep in my brain
Never speak of again
Never feel it fade
All I know about talking
I wont get straight
When lying I get
Even further away
All the words I've kept
Buried deep in my face
Never feel like I said
How hard is today
That bottles not dead
Now I think too late
I allowed to let
My thoughts get away
Can't seem to let it rest
Whats lost I can't find
All time wasted feeling
I broke my mind
Everybody's leaving
Left behind
All the time wasted feeling
I broke my mind
What I got buried inside
Don't ever say
Will I need to figure out that
Words are spoke like a knife blade
All the moments I let
Bury deep in my brain
Now I need to get
Good things to stay
I don’t want to be talking
Thick skin peeled away
I never want to get
Pride further away
All the love I let
Burn up and away
Never feel I let
It all blow away
But that thought is not dead
Now I drink too late
I allowed to let
My thoughts get away
Can't seem to let it rest
Whats lost I can't find
All time wasted feeling
I broke my mind
Everybody's leaving
Left behind
All the time wasted feeling
I broke my mind
What I got buried inside
Don't ever say
Will I need to figure out that
Words are spoke like a knife blade
I tried talking
I've tried to be
I tried yeah
Oh the knife
Oh the knife
Oh the knife
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3. |
Change
03:28
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Right by the side of the river baby
I wash right up on the bank
I’m getting mighty old and I don’t know what
I should change
I look down at the bank
I lift my head up to pray
I’m getting mighty old and I don’t know what
I should change
I’m at the side the bank
Washed out instead of running away
I’m getting mighty old and I don’t know what
I should change
As I start to run away
I just fell down my face
I’m getting mighty old and I don’t know what
I should change
I’m getting mighty old and I don’t know if
I can change
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4. |
Thunder Hands
03:43
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For the love of a new land (baby)
I traveled waters to no mans land
Tears they are falling down my face
Lead me to the passage to the ocean (baby)
What I want is why I've come here (men)
Not to drown but to make new promises
Fear is the battle I've betrayed
Let no one come to disagree it (baby)
I’m screaming and shouting
I got thunder in my hands
For my god I walked away from (baby)
For my mother I’m without her hand
Pride is the secret I display
You don’t know me like I do then
What I got speaks volumes (baby)
What you saw is how I got this way
If I don’t get back will you say?
How god blessed I am
I’m screaming and shouting
I got thunder in my hands
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5. |
Whiskey And Water
02:57
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Worked like hell today
Thoughts built up in mind
All you need to know
Is what I want today
No I don’t want no lies
Or your better sunny day
All you need to know
Is what I want today
Oh the trouble i’d get in
Though I have the right
All you need to know
Is what I want today
Is drinking by myself whiskey and water
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6. |
Call Off Your Dogs
03:04
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See those empty walls
That was our home
If they started talking now
Like a heavy soul
Get up and gone
Walls full of holes
Got no time time for filling now
Gotta pay your toll, baby
Being by myself is all I ever needed
Holding on to you, looking for a feeling
Hell you show, got me second guessing
Devil you know is just another your killing, yeah
I hope you stand tall
Girl what you don’t know
What I am shooting down
All them seeds I grown
Girl when I walk out
I leave an open door
You had the chance to figure out
I’m not for you to own, yeah
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7. |
Ten Of Swords
04:10
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Having doubt Is not what I should do
Behind a cigarette holding on to you
Falling in love is not shame
The cards are cut, not dealt and when you realized it
Is all you need
Whats bottled up comes out as rage
An empty glass is a shallow grave
A simple life is not up to you
Your cards are dealt, not cut and will you realize it
Is all you need
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The French Irish Coalition Green Bay, Wisconsin
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