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Prisoner Of Love

Someone that I belong to. Doesn't belong to me. Someone who can't be faithful. Knows that I have to be. Wonder if I am wrong to give her my loyalty. .

Pennies From Heaven

Oh every time it rains. It rains pennies from heaven. Don't you know each cloud contains. Pennies from heaven. You'll find your fortune. Fallin' all over town.

Person To Person

Don't send, don't write no letter. Stay away from your telephone. I need you person to person. Send your little fine self on home. Don't send me no message.

Please Find My Baby

My baby's gone and she won't be back no more. My baby's gone and she won't be back no more. Left me soon this mornin', like she did the night before. .

Paint

Am I hiding, or is this just me?. Am I not allowed to be who I want to be?. It makes me feel better, 'cause pretty I aint!. What's wrong with a little bit of paint?.

Pas De Deux

Poppy's a dancer. Just turned 16. Stares at boys who wear glasses. In look magazines. Here comes Tommy. With glasses and all. Flowers in hand and ambitious plans.

Pass The Cup

Oh I said it's just a little cup. So won't you come on up and take a sip. Good for your brethren. Its going to be good for your sisters loo. And yes my friend I know that it's not hard to see.

Pretty Lit

Preachers Of The Night

See the gates of hell and they're still bleeding. Creatures of the night are creeping out - so proud. I'll be there once more to feed them. More and more they're sneaking in my mind - so strong.

Powersquad

Preparing for the masses who will fight a horror war. With a little bit of luck and a powerful attack. Gonna force the allied law. . Spreading death and blood- terrorizing all the world.

Pray For The Hunted

No light inside as empty room. Under pressure I can't win. The screams - the pain - it's all inside. All this talking all the time. . When there is something left.

Painted Love

She's been around, knows how to make you think. You're in a world of innocence. She'll make you moan- make you moan and groan. Then spit you out and eat your bones.

Plainest Thing

I found a mark. Where the ink bled through. Under a song. I was writing for you. Crumpled up in a drawer. Stained with blue. Quiet and easy. What I wanted to prove.

Papercut

Under the skin,. But no further in.. I've seen it before.. I was hoping for more.. . If I could choose,. I'd rather a bruise.. I'd just rather lose. Than hear another excuse..

Poor Boy's Son

Pretty Girl (the Godfathers)

Well I haven't seen her. For such a long, long time. Thought I didn't need her. But she was always on my mind. . Does she still think about me. When I'm not there?.

Puffy Eyes

Puffy eyes aching head echoes of the words I said. Keep following me around from room to room. Though I've climbed these stairs before and knocked on this same door.