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Making Zealots - Red Animal War

"call your cancer call it well the truth my friend we know you're scared do you pray and beg for time it's staring you in the face goodnight i chose the less than traveled road the rest of the country must"

Making Christmas - Danny Elfman

"(CLOWN) This time, this time (GROUP) Making Christmas (CLOWN) Making Christmas (MAYOR) Making Christmas, making Christmas Is so fine (GROUP) It's ours this time And won't the cildren be surprised It's"

Making Comparisons - Clear Voyance

"every single line I write, and every single word I fight, seem not enough for me to let you hear (for you, I tried to feel the same, I tried to feel for you) and every time I try to figure you out,"

Making Mail - Big Pokey

"(*talking*) Jeah, uh Southside (what-what) Worldwide (yeah nigga), E.S.G. (Big Pokey) (Presidential) Presidential, yeah Another Bad Mix Tape, something else for them boys to hate Feel me mayn, ha-ha "

Making Progress - Blackalicious

"We keep embellishin upon a new uncharted path Expressin what we see and how we comprehend the math So there's enough for everyone we gotta make it last We gotta make it last.. As I embark on life's"

Bullet - Superheist

"My black heart is stained With the price of betrayal I hope you get what you fought for In this life you live So you wanna be a star Such a pretty, pretty, pretty star Things have gone from bad too worse A"

Bullet - Charon

"She can not be tamed, my illusion I can dream again Shattered down below, she can take it yet remains the sane Come again sweet delight, roam again weep within Sorrow left me cold, you bring me away from"

Bullet - Rasmus

"I think I should go and leave you alone, yeah. Stop this game and hang up the phone. And more. I should go into the night alone and get inside of the cyclone. It's like I wanted to break my bones to get"

Bullet - Franz Ferdinand

"While I'm away you can't Let the mass go down on you Let the mass do what I do If I was ever to better explain That I have a vendetta in my narrow bones And a vindictive eye Of my jealousy I have no control Never"

Bullet - Infinite Mass

"Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head you ask from where you standing, you must think I'm dead Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head you ask from where you standing, you must think"

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