100 lyrics for "All For You!"

This is the final calling, feeding us apathy Bow down and serve your master - the new machine Refuse to kneel Wallowing and choking on this force fed sanity Back from the dead, this is the final calling Hands grip the throat of the system Against the
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It cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man, it's my man Cold and wet, tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget with my man He's not much for looks He's no hero out of books But I love him, yes I love him Two or three girls has he
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Why do I tell myself these things that happen Are all really true When in my heart I know The magic is my love for you You sign the song begins You speak and I hear violins, it's magic The stars, desert the skies And rush to nestle in your eyes, it's
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That you wear to bed while the ceiling fan turns To the rhythm that were spinning bare feet on the floor In the living room light got me begging for more Of that party girl strutting down the hall like a beauty queen long legs and all Got me melting in
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I'm working on my next broken heart Be the death of me What's left of me I've seen that look before She'll tear my world apart You picked me up, you shot me down You're stepping out all over town Drove me back to drinking in this bar I found myself a
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All cause I need your love All cause I need All that I need your love Brown skin (brown skin) honey (honey, oh) Oh, so sweet You do things that's only for the camera (camera, camera) Oh, oh, girl I'm in hell, now, now Flights in the mornin' Just keep
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Are you all about us? Are you all about us? (uh, all about us) Tell me you're the that one I can trust (that I can trust) Tell me that forever's never enough (nah, never enough) I know that she's someone that I can trust (I can trust) That I'm the only
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FOOLS! I cast you all aside! Your bullets harm me not I am heresy, blazing hell The embodiment ov all you fear I am all which you can never be A truth revealing hate machine No longer will I tolerate Lies from a kingdom built on dread Yet what if naught
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