24 lyrics for "Of the soul, of the mind"

Whiskey river, take my mind Don't let her memory torture me Whiskey river, don't run dry You're all I got, take care of me I'm drowning in a whiskey river Bathin' my memory in mind in the wetness of its soul Feeling the amber current flowing from my mind
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Hangman we played rubber soul with a razor blade Behind the church, hiding place, It was a long joke till the punch line came. Can you read my mind, read my mind Follow along to the end of the song Hangman we played double dutch with a hand grenade
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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 a kind of magic) It's a kind of magic This rage that lasts a thousand years The bell that rings inside your mind Will soon be gone (A kind of magic) One dream, one soul, one prize, one goal One golden glance of what should be One shaft of light
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Wait, don't drown it in the waterhole Taste, the feeling of a fever soul All in all I need to get me through Held up here, it's a silent fear And this space don't take my mind A cloudy wake, it's a young mistake That I'm clothed in I can't see when I
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Religious ways, lies controlling minds I walk among mortal beings, but I have died Grotesque, crippled, carved up carcass Evil controlling my mind The fear of dying expired of life, to vomit the soul I am dead within myself The end a beginning to a new
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Outside the soundness of your mind Bathing your soul in silver tears Beneath a blackened summer sky Praying for time to disappear Chase the water racing from the sky
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A relapse of my body Sends my mind into multiple seizures Psychologically a new human being One that has never been Cursed by the shamen his voodoo spell has my soul I can't control my own thought
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Evolution in reverse now it's time for me An even strobe a pulse of flashing Hatelights of synthetic souls mass-produced Hammered into shape a sign of times dreams Turn into systems a new way a new breed Implanted in our minds Here i am in the hand of a
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This is my breaking point I'll pay my price Just please don't let me miss My peace of mind I'll even die for this God ease my soul And don't let me forget That there is nothing forcing me to a bitter end
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