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Monday, December 1, 2014
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Rune Casting Call ~ WYRD ~ The Unknowable
Wipe out
Come here!!
Bang Bang
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, he shot me down
😢
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FIRE BREATHER ~ song of My NOW
Song of my #NOW #FireBreather #Laurel #DanceLikeNoOneIsWatching #Dance #Fever #RiSe&Dance #FireDance #SoulPleaser #AstralDustOnMyDoor #TryingtoSurviveInsideYourheart #HeartsOnFire
Town crier, village flyer got a
Skull and crossbones on his chest
And I can't resist when he looks like this, ah.
All his other girls, face on magazines
Big blue eyes. Oh, I don't know what it means, no
What does he want from me, ah?
We're hanging in the bars
Running after cars to get home
Wishing on the stars, wonder what you are
I just don't know, he's beautiful
Maybe he shines a little more than me
No, it's too much, burn my sun
Up in flames we go, you fire breather
Ash and dust on my door, smoke rise
Trying to survive inside your arms
Oh, fire breather, breathing fire into
Oh, fire breather, trying to survive inside your arms
Flame thrower, at the show
Make my heart melt in the middle of the room
No, I can't stay away. Now I'm begging you to stay, oh
Sitting through the days
And wasting away to the weekends
Running on the green, through the sticks of the suburbs
I learnt, maybe you shine a little more than me
No, it's too much, burn my sun
Up in flames we go, you fire breather
Ash and dust on my door, smoke rise
Trying to survive inside your arms
Oh, fire breather, breathing fire into
Oh, fire breather
Oh, fire breather, breathing fire into
Oh, fire breather
No, it's too much, burn my sun
Up in flames we go, you fire breather
Ash and dust on my door, smoke rise
Trying to survive inside your arms
BELIEVE in the IMPOSSIBLE
BELIEVING IS SEEING 🔮 #Believe in the #impossible anything and everything is possible as long as #YOU BELIEVE!!! #Namaste
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