100 lyrics for "Turning me on, turning me on"

Set the ball a-rollin' I'll be clicking off the miles On the Train of Consequences My boxcar life of style My thinking is derailed I'm tied up to the tracks The Train of Consequences There ain't no turning back I'm doing you a favor
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Give me, give me a reason to believe Find the strength to maintain Search for truth, that will not change This, this is the turning point The rising of the day No fear inside This, this is the day that takes the suffering away No more wasting time In
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I can’t deny, I’d die without this Make me feel like a god I’m addicted to this I must confess Shove your kiss straight through my chest Music, love and sex (Adrenalize me) I crave excess Turning wine into sweat dripping down my neck
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Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Alabama, ah ah ah Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the Southland
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You'll be the last you'll see And in the morning when you're turning I'll be far to sea And you have broken me all the way down You have broken me all the way down Down upon my knees And you have broken me all the way now And some fight you gave When I
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For the victims of a longing The grave of our youth is up ahead And life has become a burden We move in circles of suppressed despair Waiting for the sun And turning stones to find evidence But it hides in the recesses of our hearts A written decree of
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It's now or never Or do we sit here wondering Who we are and how we've tried In this time are we loving Why this world isn't turning around In this way are we learning Or do we sit here yearning For this world to stop turning around In this time, are we
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Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife You just might miss your babies growing like mine did Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your
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I think I'll take a moment celebrate my age End of an era and the turning of a page Now it's time to focus in on where I go from here Lord have mercy on my next thirty years In my next thirty years I'm gonna have some fun Try to forget about all the
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Sleep my child Out on the road there are fireflies circling Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide Over the hill there are men returning Trying to find some peace of mind Under the fog there are shadows moving Don't be afraid, hold my hand Into the
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