10 lyrics for "Here it is seven in the a.m."
I'll be damned, I'll be damned, I'll be damned. Yeah! this is DJ Seven Deuce, live at Club runyan, where all girls with burgundy hair get in free. G-unit in da house! what up baby. Performin' live tonight live on stage, captain save-'em-hoe, And the
PlayOne last time We'll lay down today It doesn't make any sense This tragic ending In spite of the evidence There's something still missing Heard some of the rumors told A taste of one's wealth Did Victoria wound his soul?
PlayBaby this ain't working, it's a labor of love Its a full time job, the work's never done Twenty-four seven, it's a labor of love Yeah, everything I got, it's all about us I wanna die in your arms, hearing you say my name I know where this is going when I
PlayDon't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong This spot in hell's where I belong I've come so far, it's been so long Don't know why it started or where it came from Dust begins to fall to the ground (And you sit there and do nothing) The air is cold and
PlayPassion in my eyes, I lived it everyday, but how could you go throw it all away? In my dreams it's me and you, it's there I saw it all come true As time went by faith in you grew, so one thing's left for me to do (finish you) I feel it burn inside, burn
PlaySlit my wrists, take away the pain Slit my throat, everyone's to blame Lost in the fields of confusion Restless nights, they're not far away I came here for something and I'm not turning back A calm piece of mind but you still hold my keys Keeping my
PlayI can see just fine with you in my life, There by my side as it starts to fade I know this can't be right, stuck in a dream A nightmare full of sorrow Come back to me, this is inconceivable Breaking apart the ones you love Hate runs deep for what you've
PlayIn the tower above the earth, we built it for Emmanuel. In the tower above the earth, There is a view that reaches far Where we see the universe, I see the fire, I see the end. Seven miles above the earth, There is Emmanuel of mothers. With his sword,
PlayYou know I make you wanna run from me, baby But no, it's too late, you've wasted all your time Unwanted clemency Scream 'til there's silence Scream while there's life left vanishing Scream from the pleasure Unmask your desire, perishing
PlayAs predicted years ago: that that was, that is, that is no more There was a king (an evil king), who dreamt the wickedest of dreams Washington is next! Of seven empires falling; the wolf is at my door The quiet war has begun with silent weapons And the
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