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Hatred, conceal the martyr. Big time but you wanted bigger. You own damn flesh. And now they play the nigger. . Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2015 21:09:14 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Stain ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/ian-moore/stain ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/ian-moore/stain ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ I'm lookin' through a compromised solution. Humble till I'm livin' like a slave. Make a stand if there was somethin' I believe in. 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Charismatic solo lonesome some say. He was born plain lucky. . Cruise the streets of Juarez. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2015 20:57:21 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ How Long ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/ian-moore/how-long ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/ian-moore/how-long ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Callin' me up from a deep sleep dreamin'. Black cat keeps scratchin' at my back door. Cold chills are runnin' cross my shoulder. I've felt that ghost round here before. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2015 20:46:53 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Float Away ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/ian-moore/float-away ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/ian-moore/float-away ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ I was so high I didn't see you there. 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