Dead Weight The Terrorists

Dead weight, when I'm releasing dead weight Two shots to the back of your head is all it's gonna take...

Victim Front Line Assembly

"Hostages unguarded, one hostage dead." "Two terrorists dead." "Would you like to know what the diagnosis was?"

Dead Weight Falls The Unseen

Friends like you who needs enemies Dead weight falls set you free Stabbed in the back time time again. Life goes on learn to embrace the pain. Dealt with it so much but it was never enough.

Heavy Weight Me And My Drummer

dark days are my liquor now It’s true you get, get lost in manipulation Chorus: And all the stones in my collection Put a heavy weight on me And I don’t feel any contradiction Please put a heavy weight

Weight, The Aretha Franklin

bout a half past dead (dead) I just need some place Where I can lay my head (head) ?Hey mister can you tell me where a girl might find a bed?? (Can ya tell me?)

Bitter Fruit (Dead Weight) Billie Myers

bitter fruit hangs under the care of the skeleton tree its roots rest above the settling dust which will rise and fall, only this time will not return bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change

Bitter Fruit (Album Ver.) Billie Myers

bitter fruit hangs under the care of the skeleton tree its roots rest above the settling dust which will rise and fall, only this time will not return bitter fruit dead weight, this world must change

Fuck The Media The Terrorists

Fuck the media coming straight from The Terrorists crew I don't love none of ya'll hoes so fuck you You never understand the things I write Until you spend a night in the South Park twilight I'm steadily

Bodies Still Drop The Terrorists

featuring Aftamath, Point Blank [Aftamath] Back in '87 started slanging in the hood Sworn to the clique, now I'm in it for good Me and Dope, brothas hustling all the time Steve getting

The Weight Jackie De Shannon

I pulled in to Nazareth I was feeling bout half past dead I just need some place Where I can lay my head Hey, mister, can you tell me Where can I find a bed He just grinned, shook my hand No, was all he

Pop The Balloon Nothing But Thieves

So good to be so online Ah-ya-ya-ya Blow up the moon Pop the balloon Do it for you Kill the Dead Club City (ah-ya-ya) Blow up the moon Pop the balloon Do it for you Kill the Dead Club City But who am I

Weight of the Dead Swallow The Sun

"I lost the last of my hope on that night When the morning never came Staring in the eye of all those ghosts of loss And like the plague it crushed me On the eve of a new moon" I'm made of filth,

Four Wall Blackmail Dead Poetic

These four walls have seen the worst of me They're bleeding confession, but they'll never speak These four walls have seen the life I truly lead They're crying depression, they're weak in the knees Right

The Weight John Denver

Pulled into Nazareth, feeling 'bout half past dead Just need a place where I can lay my head Hey mister can you tell me where a girl might find a bed?

Deka Gerling

'em I see the promise, I'll take what's mine You got the deka it says track eleven I see the promise, I'll take what's mine Keep us safe from the bats Keep the truth in your eyes Keep us away from the

The Weight Diana Ross 외 2명

I pulled in to Nazareth was feeling `bout half past dead I just need some place where I could lay my head Hey mister can you tell me where a man might find a bed He just grinned and shook my hand No was

The Weight Diana Ross & The Supremes, The Temptations

I pulled in to Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past dead I just need some place where I could lay my head Hey mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed He just grinned and shook my hand 'No

The Weight Shannon Curfman

The weight I pulled into Nazareth I was feelin' about half past dead I just need some place Where I can lay my head "Hey, mister, can you tell me Where a girl might find a bed?"

Processed Beats Kasabian

I ran from the time Won't let you hide Won't let you hide I drop beats from this processed meat For a conversation or meditation I cut waves like some unborn sage Just like terrorists on a day

The Weight The Band

I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past dead I just need some place where I can lay my head Hey, mister, can you tell me, where a man might find a bed?

The Weight Spooky Tooth

I pulled in to Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past dead I just need some place where I can lay my head 'Hey mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed ?'

Proctor Rd. The Matches

All the people 'neath your feet That you'll never speak to You'll never meet All of their windows on the glow All of the dark age will go Same as the dark when eyelids close When you find a house on Proctor

Rocking Chair Tune-Yards

The weight of me broke the rocking chair Now I can't get to sleep The weight of me broke the rocking chair Now I can't get to sleep The weight of me broke the rocking chair Now I can't get to sleep The

The Weight Blues Traveler

The Weight Original Performer: The Band I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling bout half past dead; I just need a place where I can lay my head.

The Weight Bob Dylan

I pulled into Nazareth just a feelin' 'bout a half past dead I just need to find a place where I can lay my head Mister can you tell me where a man might find a bed?

The Weight The Staple Singers

I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about half past dead; I just need some place where I can lay my head. "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"

The Weight Cassandra Wilson

I pulled into Nazareth Was feeling 'bout half past dead I just need some place Where I can lay my head"Hey, Mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"

Punk Weight Death Grips

your city Wild fire through your whip me Into lightning two K'nt hit three Strikes dug out dated Fools no dig me End beat limbo, baba spitting Blood in slow mo, la la chimney Warholian nightmare Storm the

Decide Sebadoh

You give faith to deadly snakes, retain the need for names Now burn your books for me Confusion must end, jarred up sympathy I've been here, but you won't hear, what have you to say to me Blood crazed

Big Eyed Fish Dave Matthews Band

Look at this big - eyed fish swimming in the sea oh How it dreams to be a bird swoop and diving through the breeze So one day caught a big old wave up on to the beach Now he's dead you see beneath the

Anchors Cry Of The Afflicted

Your precious cloak Spun from gold, spun from gold Useless, you're reaching back Dead and cold, dead and cold This weight you've trusted Polished and sacred has you safe, secure You lie in soothing sleep

Weight Dry Kill Logic

And I pray salvation leaves you here again And if I swear for you, Ive seen the end I bear This weight For you And now if seems to me Every time that I try To give you peace of mind,

Pushin' Weight Ice Cube

You fed, you dead, see red My lead, yo head, I fed Like you shit I got rhymes push that shit like weight My nigga Lincoln help me navigate Thru this hate retaliate, it's official I got that bomb,

Pushin` Weight Ice Cube

You fed you dead see red My lead yo head I fed Like you shit I got rhymes push that shit like weight My nigga Lincoln help me navigate Thru this hate retaliate it's official I got that bomb, bomb

When The Weight Comes Down The Tragically Hip

afternoon, see a guy with rubies on his head and he's shifting like shifting like he was dead and he's hearing something, she never said on his way back home, under his bed when the weight comes

Dead River Mando Diao

My girl is gone with the wind And I am blown in million pieces So tired of love and playing games Infected by my hate Says John and looks at himself In his late great grandma's mirror Left hand is so very

Wake The Dead Comeback Kid

Comeback Kid - Wake The Dead This is our city of the dead Another life holds its weary head We hope, we try, we live, survive Counting days, trying to get by Waiting for the calling Anticipation

The Weight (LP Version) Aretha Franklin

bout a half past dead (dead) I just need some place Where I can lay my head (head) ？Hey mister can you tell me where a girl might find a bed?? (Can ya tell me?) He just grinned and shook my hand And ？

New Speedway Boogie Grateful Dead

New Speedway Boogie Please don't dominate the rap, jack, if you've got nothing new to say. If you please, don't back up the track this train's got to run today.

Heart of Chrome Gilby Clarke

My souls on the line, I'm getting tired of begging The Devil's sliding in and I can feel my heart pounding I fear the new church and I worship no man I'm the lord of my life and I'm mad as hell for suffering

Carry On Soul Asylum

This will be over I hope you don't mind the pain I wanna cut you And let you force it out clean It'd be a shot quick I think I know how this works Things will be better Because they can't get much worse

The Great Depression Misery Index

Storm clouds spreading Black horizons oil slick the southern sky What prospects should I gather here to motivate my corpse to rise?

Wake Up The Sunshine Underground

When will you ever recognise You see, you push it in the corners Keep it in the background Work it out Rather stick it in the background Dead weight to carry around Nothing to believe in Keep it in the

Earthquakes Paul Freeman

I lock the door and kill the lights So I’ll sleep better through the night I give the Lord my soul to take If I should die before I wake But morning comes and burns my eyes Time stands still Against

As A Butterfly Dead By April

No I just refuse to believe my eyes In front of me something I can't recognize You stood beside me all my life The heart machines are ticking I can hear the life support pumping The line between life and

Floating Down The River Motion City Soundtrack

years negotiating terms in hospital gowns If you believe what you read you'll be dead before nightfall That's why I'm starting again without the pages in my hand Do you feel the same Caught beneath the

DEATH Melanie Martinez

weight on my shoulders Death has come to me, kissed me on the cheek, gave me closure Immortal by design I'll be meetin' you here every time Back from the dead, back from the dead I'm back from

Living Dead MARINA

It happens when you're hurtin' And cut me at the surface Of my heart Of my hea-a-art I'm living dead, dead, dead, dead Only alive, -live, -live, -live When I pretend, -tend, -tend, -tend That I have died

The Gates Of Paradise ( LP Version ) David Byrne

And the laws of men are not the laws of heaven And angel's breath is like the desert wind And terrorists are acting out of love, sweet love To bring us home again It's a sin to seek perfection It's a sin

WEIGHT OF THE SKY Randy Stonehill

WEIGHT OF THE SKY Michael was funny He was charming and wild In my high school days He was the king of the street Rode his Harley down Blossom Hill Road And his life was over in a heartbeat