64 lyrics for "Bury me! (Bury me!)"

Carry me to the shoreline Bury Bury me in the sand Walk me across the water And maybe you'll understand Once the stone You're crawling under Is lifted off your shoulders Once the cloud that's raining The noise that you'll hear
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Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they 'Cause my soul is gonna live With God, Oh-oh-oh yeah Lead me Jesus, lead me Why don't you lead me in the middle of the air And if my wings should fail me Won't you provide me with another pair Please God I don't
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I choose death before dishonor I'd rather die than live down on my knees Bury Bury me like a soldier, with my dignity! Bury me! (Bury me!) To the haters, the takers, the liars, all the vultures and the bottom feeding scum The FCC, the FBI and every tin god
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Break every bone in your face If you mess with my life I'll mess with your blood And bury bury you In a coffin made of your A coffin made of your deceptions This is to the rats A skull-fuck For every word
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Well, well, well So I can die easy The devil's gonna make up my dying bed When it comes to bury bury me Put a fifth of rum in my hand Might as well come and take my soul 'Cause I can't take it to the promised land Meet me, brother, meet me For I have so much
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We are the small axe If you are the big tree Sharpened to cut you down Ready to cut you down Shall bury bury in it, shall bury bury in it And whosoever diggeth a pit Ready to cut you down (well sharp) Why boasteth thyself Oh, evil men
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Fear is the weakness in all of us. But you drag us down. Bury all the evidence cold As it meant to be, we are losing identity. Faith has been denied, Is this the first time, we just don't belong? Let's not pretend. At least you could have tried, It is
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(Bury me in blood oil) Tell your children we got another year coming Bury Bury me in blood oil Build me black Jesus Shackles pulling at your hair I'm a heading down, down, down Down to the river 'cause I don't believe in medicine Oil stains the legs of this
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Symbolical and mystical Between life and death we're torn A constant struggle Like an apocrypha Nobody can be certain A thousand days, spent in hell The ultimate sacrifice Your voyage starts With a question mark
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