48 lyrics for "Before I wake"

Set the children free I'm gonna cry cry cry Momma loves to work, Daddy loves to play Sometimes Daddy gotta go far away I'm too young to go quiet in the night Try to put me to sleep, I'm gonna give you a fight Wake you up a 5 am, before the sunrise I'll
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If I should die before I wake I'll go into the night whispering your name If lying in your arms is the last thing that I do At least I know that I'll be loved by you In about a hundred years from now When all of my love letters are found And someone
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We hope that you choke, that you choke Breathe, keep breathing Wake, from your sleep The drying of your tears We're drying off your tears Today, we escape Pack and get dressed Before your father hears us
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I pray to the Lord, my soul to take Before I wake My soul to take, my soul to take, my soul to take Like we always do at this time, Cole blowin' your mind Hey dummy, this no accident, all of this was designed Took my time, crept from behind And I opened
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It's only gonna take a little time Before we start to lose our minds Let's take some time to breathe Wake up, well it's nice to meet ya
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Yeah, paradise yeah Its somewhere that I never been before Yeah, I just wanna be there when I wake up Yeah, like you better with no make up Baby you like me, like the way you stay clean All this alexander wang, all this alexander mcqueen You doing your
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Before you speak, don't move ‘Cause I don't wanna wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up You're such a dream to me If you can believe (Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum) Last night boy I met you Yeah, when I was sleeping And it was on a
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Roll to every station, murder the DJ If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK Hip hop just died this mornin' And she's dead, she's dead Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind Yeah, niggaz smoke, laugh, party,
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'Cause life is going, going gone Yes I'll find you and cut you down Friends and neighbours, sleepy town If you wake up before the blow Pick your face up Before it's come and come and gone Find yourself a new frontier Fly yourself away from here 'til
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Before I tear, tear out my eyes I am awakened I'll just admit they're part of me (they're part of me) The storm is coming and I have a choice To accept nature or lose my voice Shall I scream and plead for nothing Or build a roof over my head? I mourn the
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