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Animalfarm Sheer Force Of Will

Lirieke

Animalfarm. Sheer Force Of Will. Black Solace. Animalfarm. Pure Force van sal. Swart Bemoediging.
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All alone In the night Isolated from the human touch Watching Waiting But there's not a soul that comforts me much All by myself What do I see

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Lirieke

Animalfarm. Sheer Force Of Will. Bleed. Animalfarm. Pure Force van sal. Bloei.
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a spike in my heart I do it all for you I cry for you You hurt me with your blindness I die for you You're killing me with your kindness Too willing

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Lirieke

Animalfarm. Sheer Force Of Will. Locked And Loaded. Animalfarm. Pure Force van sal. Gesluit en gelaai.
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Megan was a dancer She would fly across the boards Then one day a drinker hit her And she would walk no more Don't you see the faces Behind the

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Lirieke

Animalfarm. Sheer Force Of Will. When You're Away. Animalfarm. Pure Force van sal. Wanneer jy weg.
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away, But I wish you could have resisted. Come back to me my love And I'll never let you go. When you're in my arms again. An incredible feeling we will

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Lirieke

Animalfarm. Sheer Force Of Will. Sheer Force Of Will. Animalfarm. Pure Force van sal. Pure Force van sal.
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names is in lights Sheer force of will It's time to take back our honor Sheer force of will It's time to change our ways Sheer force of will We

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Lirieke

Animalfarm. Sheer Force Of Will. Dime Store Jesus. Animalfarm. Pure Force van sal. Dime Store Jesus.
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I'm a dime store Jesus Barely hanging on by the holes in my hand I'm a dime store Jesus Barely hanging on by the holes in my hand 'Bout to fall off

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Lirieke

Animalfarm. Sheer Force Of Will. Queen Prozak. Animalfarm. Pure Force van sal. Koningin Prozak.
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Management of patients In a profitable manner Three minutes or less to a Fashionable fix Handing out tablets Like candy to our babies State licensed

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Lirieke

Animalfarm. Sheer Force Of Will. Stain. Animalfarm. Pure Force van sal. Vlek.
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I leave my stain on all I touch I can't get away Without my leaving a putrid trace Of filth and decay My life; it has no meaning No trace of design