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Bound For Boston Hill
Out into pitch black. Where the moon lay upon its back. Driving deep into the throat. Of the countryside. . Strapped tight into. Centre of scene. Starry open attic night.
Breastfed
You're so pretty and I'm so lame. You're ever changing, I stay the same. You give good sermon, I say bad grace. My food for the soul it leaves a bad taste.
Blow Ins
I should know my time and place. I'm Tuesdays child without the grace. Bring your canary, bring your flame. There's a rich seem of wind in my coal mine.
Blue Rinse Baby
In the womb. Back in playschool. In the yard. Where it first got hard. Button moon. On a Tuesday at noon. Bagpuss gave me the fear. But as if by magic she appeared.
Bigger Than Me
There is a darkness to these jaded days. Maybe it's a seasonal affected disorder. Or maybe we're just s.a.d.. There is photosynthesis. We crane our necks for sunlight.
Beautiful Madness
Give me an opinion. 'Cos I don't have one. I'll agree with you if you're right. I always know where you're coming from. But I've never been there. I have to steal from you when you write.
Bad Skin Day
When I wake in the morning. Of a bad skin day. And I can't face my lover. On a bad skin day. Am I this alone?. Volcano has erupted. And the ash sails down.
Bright Lights
Night songs are lonelier. Soundwaves fell the emptiness. . Live for a day in the light. Conal streams are filling my eyes. Never mind such slide of decay.
Bullets
Come touch me like I'm an ordinary man have a look in my eyes,. underneath my skin there is violent man got a gun in its hand,. ready to make (3X). sense of.
Brother
I've got to tell you something. You may just disagree. But always time. . If you're in need of assistance. Hold on to me. On to me. . This seasons change your sanity.
Bridge Scene
I can't help but love the way you move. I can't help but love the things you do. I can't wait to feel you here with me. . I can't help but love the way you move.
Black And Blue
Bring me light, bring me light, bring me light. Black and blue, I will always love you. Black and blue, black and blue,. I will always love you. I will always love you.
Black
Please don't stop me. But go and leave me. You can't keep me ... inside. Please don't stop me. From being so strange. You can't help me. With your lies.
Beautiful World
Progress is methodic meaning step by step. Too much too long too many minds have slept. As the world grows grey throw away mass produce. What are we to do now all hell has broken loose.
Bastardised Ink
All hailstorms in to die for my sins, why am I accursed and not believing, death to damnation both forced arrest, enforced interrogation duress fire question, pressure point temple brainwashed disciple, shooting at me with a holy water pistol, I am not a heathen I'll give you the reason, ten commandments and ten counts of treason, they can pass judgements while I plead, ignorance self defense dollars pounds and pence, because we live inside the age feelings hard to gauge, I just open up the book and keep turning the page, while the all powerful throwback to miracle, whips up the storms and pestilent swarms, sacrifice to appease the deity, whilst heavens open up just to seize the enemy, wiped out civilisations, desolate barren landscapes genocides, creation, but mad scientists wildly experiment, drawing the conclusion down into the sediment, to the dark hour seed is sown, now on there will be light via fire and brimstone, walls fall down but emerge from the ground as if to start over, rebuild the structure, true to life adventure, even while your breathing lung puncture, nothing out there to protect you, so they look into the skies the cries can be heard, the word is obscene unwashed and unclean, wreaking havoc for the hell of it, whilst digging deep and developing a taste for it, bloodthirsty craves screams for mercy, highly unlikely, feel the almighty crash, alas hope all evaporates incinerate burns out and obliterates, keep the faith in more ways than one, or believe me and mark my words thy will be done..
Blood Moon
Decode me like a cipher. Our secrets can't get lost. I look into your eyes and. Always gladly pay the cost. . We rumble through these jungle streets. Like an airborne terminal illness.
Back To The Light
Thrown to the wolves. At the first ring of the morning bell. Long knives and prayers. Come to pave your primrose path to hell. . But you have a choice.
Blackbirds
The blackbirds came at dusk and they roosted in the cane,. Raised such a ruckus that it shook my windowpane. And I'm covered up in dirt and I stink of kerosene.
لمتين يا وطن Bpb
BPB LYRICS. MOSAB T-I & MR.GOOD. . BLACK POISON BAND.. . حاولت اكتب عن حياتي الكانت زمان. وضعت قلمي ثم اخترت العنوان. بديت ادون في كل سطر استفهام. هل كن عايش في فقر وفي ظلام.
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