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Woman of the Apocalypse
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Woman of the Apocalypse
Eve was the first one to fall from God’s graces
Gave her two sons from above, so they could be loved
Come on closer now, so come on closer now
And I can I feel every urge telling me to run, but I won’t run
Every word that tries to escape my mouth gets stuck
Sarah was the second woman that god deceived
Waited 90years for her son to be sacrificed on a rock
I feel it’s coming to the end, you thought I’d change
When will you realise that a man will let you down
We’re in it to the end, or not at all
Rachael watched her sister give birth
Leah cried out into the earth, for that was her sister’s curse
So come on closer now, come on closer now
And I can I feel every urge telling me to run, but I won’t run
I’ll only do it again; you thought I’d change, but I won’t change
We’re in it until the end, or not at all
We’re in it until the end my love
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Some of Us
04:43
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Some of us
Some of us deny ourselves, while some of us get that hankering
Some of us move around, not really sure of who we are
Not really sure of who we are x 2
But I’m so alive when you’re in my arms
I’m so alive when I can smell your scent on my clothes
Don’t you leave me behind
Don’t you leave me behind
Don’t you leave me behind
Don’t you leave me behind
Some of us hate the night, because it reminds them of all they fought in the world
Some of us hide inside, not really sure of who we are
Not really sure of who we are x2
But I’m so alive when you’re in my arms
I’m so alive when I can smell your scent on my clothes
Don’t you leave me behind
Don’t you leave me behind
Don’t you leave me behind
Don’t you leave me behind
I’m not going to be the one who fails this time
It’s on your head if we end it now
It’s on your head if we end it now
Don’t you leave me behind
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Sometimes
05:04
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Sometimes
Do you know at the core of it, that frightened feeling I fight in the middle of the night?
It’s been bothering me for days
I heard when the prophets speak; they drown your sorrows and tell you what’s right
Well hopefully that’s tonight
You’re the bluest blue I’ve ever known
Your hearts amiss, oh my how it’s grown
Sometimes when I get this feeling of impetuous suicide
I look around and remind myself I’m doing alright
Sometimes when I’m feeling a little lost, I look into your eyes
And think I’m a lucky guy
I wonder about the redemption we seek, that takes us to peaks and solemn sights
Surely that’s a lonely plight?
How many voices need to speak, and how long do things need to look bleak
Before we take flight?
You’re the bluest blue I’ve ever known
Your hearts amiss, oh my how it’s grown
Sometimes when I sit back and give myself a moment,
I’ll acknowledge there’s beauty in life
Sometimes, when that black dog of depression strikes;
I’ve got to open up and see I’m past the strife
Sometimes when I get this feeling of impetuous suicide
I look around and remind myself I’m doing alright
Sometimes when I’m feeling a little lost, I look into your eyes
And think I’m a lucky guy
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Wolf-Hustling Man
03:33
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Wolf-hustling man
Here he comes a-knocking, and he’s tearing it down
Hear the sinister plot as he curses downtown
On the empty streets you feel the cold at your heels
Now’s not the time for your conceit to be revealed
Man, you’re moving on
You’ve got the fear a-popping
You look at the hedonism and it’s in full swing
Smashed bottles, and indolence in their eyes
Man, you’re moving on
The fever’s coming
Oh lord, he’s the wolf hustling man
You know he’s coming, handsome and mean
Coming to cleanse and purge for his belief
Man, you’re moving on
He’s got the hammer a-ringing
But you’re still so hung up
Oh lord he’s the wolf hustling man, hustling man
Bet you knew he’d ooze with evil
No matter how he tried to deceive you
When you’re on the floor begging no more
That’s when you know the score
But you’re still so hung up
But you’re still so hung up
Oh lord, he’s the wolf hustling man
Oh lord, he’s the wolf hustling man
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Rhys Tranter Newcastle, Australia
Just another musical nobody doing my own thing.
If you give it some time, I hope you'll enjoy.
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