100 lyrics for "Be the last time"

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you
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To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and
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Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,
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Death by the head crusher, Head Crusher! Time to take your last walk in this world Before your journey begins underground But not before we torment you from your Cell straight to hell with a short detour in-between Begging for mercy, all alone Unable to
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Redeemer redeemer of souls Redeemer of souls He's the last to obey Watch him seizing the day On the skyline The stranger draws near Feel the heat and he's shaking with fear Time to settle the score He's loaded to feel their remorse
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So if you see me stumble you don't have to look away It's not the first time, not the last You can leave me where I lay, because I'm no stranger to shame I've got little to blame You sent for me and so I came I'll come runnin' when you call my name
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Find your own way back home Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two Where summer's lasted longer than Well longer than we do When nothing really mattered Except for me to be with you But in time we all forgotten We all grew Your melody sounds as sweet
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We said this was “the last time”, over and over again (Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel (Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real 'Cause our synthetic love is all that we know My head is a mess, And it’s going to
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This time has gotta be our last time Here we are again going in this cheap place What if was seen by a friend and they recognize our face We both know that it's wrong we both should be at home I know that you want me just as much as I want you You've got
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Now the other way Waves (waves) Wave (waves) Wave (wave) I got on rose colored glasses You're batting your eyelashes Come on, don't be passive So last time will be magic
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