Good Lord, my faith is fading, It seems all Hell has come a-knocking at my door, I'm gonna sleep with one eye open, It seems clear, you don't come around here no more. Lord, I've played the hand you g
Was a little bit lost before you found me Looking to the sky searching all my life Every single moment theres a heart beat Lie awake dreaming of a miracle So you look into my eyes And make the stars a
MB1s y'all ain't ready (y'all ain't ready) Youngest in the game, coming heavy I'mma win it all, I will never lose (I won't) Watch me kill 'em off when I drop my shoes Yeah, Triple Bs in this thang Don
is it you or just more? night time is reveling isnt it is it you or just more night time is reviling isnt it bring the wrong light is there forvever still the side lights may catch you eye sign by yo
There is more to this time of year And sleigh bells and holly Mistletoe and snow Those things will come and go Don't look inside the stocking Don't look under the tree The one thing we're looking for
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