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Soil Can You Heal Me

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Soil. Redefine. Can You Heal Me. Augsnes. Jauna. Vai Jūs sadzīt mani.
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me Focus on your pain nothing else remains How would you answer if I did the same Things aren't so bad Hey can you heal me? Hey, listen to me Time

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Soil. Can You Heal Me. Augsnes. Vai Jūs sadzīt mani.
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aren't so bad Hey can you heal me Hey, hey listen to me Time fell down my crippled wall And I get what I deserve Hey, hey listen to me Focus on your

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Oriģināls: Soil. Can You Heal Me.

Tulkojums: Augsnes. Vai Jūs sadzīt mani.

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Soil. Redefine. Can You Heal Me. Augsnes. Jauna. Vai Jūs sadzīt mani.
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Things aren't so bad Hey can you heal me Hey, hey listen to me Time fell down my crippled wall And I get what I deserve Hey, hey listen to me Focus on

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Sarah Harmer. Trouble In The Fields. Sarah Harmer. Trouble In sfēras.
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In dust as deep as snow And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall these wounds can heal They'll never take our native soil And if we

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Slum Village. Reunion. Graustu Village. Reinjona.
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preacher for you 'Cause I thought you had unlawful demons on you Sink'n fast in the deepest soil Ya parents finally got you some help You came out seem

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Suicidal Tendencies. Controlled By Hatred / Feel Like Shit. Waking The Dead. Pašnāvības tendences. Kontrolē Naids / Feel Like Shit. Waking Dead.
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Purgatory has to wait, but how can this be The dead are free, the dead are free Waking the dead, you said that it wouldn't be Waking the dead, you said

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Buddha Monk. East Side Story. Buddha Monk. East Side Story.
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whips for low price Yo, what's wrong with you? m-o was known for jig-able You had a crew, especially known to kill for you Now you fucked up and no one

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Bill Miller. Listen To Me. Bill Miller. Klausieties Me.
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what it would take for you to listen to me? Listen to me, I am the thunder you refuse to hear I am the rock you can't hide under, you have nothing more

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Forgotten Tomb. Solitude Ways. Aizmirst Tomb. Solitude veidi.
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soil, places in my mind Remembrances as cold pieces of glass Blood red stained mirrors lie broken upon the floor A time so far - Something we can

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Dr. Octagon. Take It Off. Dr Octagon. Ņemiet to Off.
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shopping spree Something for me, usually some fly shit Made just for me on an island in the highlands You can't reach me, you can't teach me I'm way out

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Matt Morris. When Everything Breaks Open. Just Before The Morning. Matt Morris. Kad viss Pārtraukumi Atvērt. Tieši pirms Rīts.
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you pretend to feel When a broken heart is cold as steel How can it ever heal Give me pain Give me something I can feel again Lead me to surrender

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Nothingface. An Audio Guide To Everyday Atrocity. Sleeper. Nothingface. Audio Guide ikdienas zvērības. Gulētājs.
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cause you can't Sell the image Living with another god He'll tell you he's mine So you know I don't like you Still I think you're the best You can't

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Herbert GráÂ¶nemeyer. Demo (Last Day) ENGLISH. Herbert Gra ¶ nemeyer. Demo (Last Day) angļu.
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. I find you and dear you more than me. I dear you more than me. Find I you sometime. I find you or not. I dear you more than me and I find you. I find

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Herbert GráÂ¶nemeyer. Demo (Last Day) ENGLISH. Herbert Gra ¶ nemeyer. Demo (Last Day) angļu.
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. I find you and dear you more than me. I dear you more than me. Find I you sometime. I find you or not. I dear you more than me and I find you. I find

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Herbert GráÂ¶nemeyer. Demo (Last Day) ENGLISH. Herbert Gra ¶ nemeyer. Demo (Last Day) angļu.
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. I find you and dear you more than me. I dear you more than me. Find I you sometime. I find you or not. I dear you more than me and I find you. I find

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Avulsed. Pale Red Blood. Avulsed. Pale Red Blood.
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soil my hands I find it vulgar and crude Others will do it for me Addicted to blood i am, with no remorse You can call me a modern vampire, i dont care

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Nanci Griffith. Trouble In The Fields. Nanci Griffith. Trouble In sfēras.
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dust as deep as snow [Chorus:] And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They'll never take our native soil But

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