A reggae music sends me in a fever. My blood pressure high. Yet I don't want no doctor. A reggae music get me hot around the collar. My blood pressure high.

Irish blood, English heart. This I'm made of. There is no-one on earth I'm afraid of. And no regime can buy or sell me. I've been dreaming of a time when.

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Feels like I'm running in place. A past I can't erase. I'm breaking, breaking apart. (I know they're after me). It's like I'm fading each day.

Within a minute I was all packed up. I’ve got a ticket to another world. I don’t wanna go. I don’t wanna go. The silent words are hard to speak.

Yeah, yeah (Deko). Whoa, hold on (OG Parker). Uh. [Quavo]. Walk it like I talk it (walk it). Walk it like I talk it. Walk it, walk it like I talk it (woo).

Advice for the young at heart. Soon we will be older. When we gonna make it work? Too many people living in a secret world.

Tried to break love to a science. In an act of pure defiance. I broke her heart. As I pulled apart her theories. As I watched her growing weary.

It's you, it's always you. If I'm ever gonna fall in love I know it's gon' be you. It's you, it's always you.

I killed a man 'cause he killed my goat. I put my hands around his throat. He tried to reason with the sky and the clouds.

(I guess right now you've got the last laugh). I'm sorry if I seem uninterested. Or I'm not listenin' or I'm indifferent.

(Adam Levine). My life, my life. Makes me wanna run away. There's no place to go. No place to go. All the confusion. It's an illusion like a movie.

Don't you touch me baby 'cause I'm shakin' so much. Don't you touch me baby 'cause I'm shakin' so much. Don't you touch me baby 'cause I'm shakin' so much.

When I met you, I didn't know what to do. I was tired, I was hungry, I fight. Now I'm away, I write home everyday and I see you on the TV at night.

Feelin like you lost your way. Say that you've had better days. You don't know why. Everything seems way to hard. start to wonder who you are.

I-I-I-I could pay for everything that's on you. So everything is on me. Got then girls going Cindy Lauper, Gaga and little. Blondie.

Their cries are blown away with the wind. How passive can we be before humanity is lost? Turning our backs on those who need love.

Mean and infectious the evil prophets rise. Dance of the Macabre as witches streak the sky. Decadent worship of black magic sorcery.

You go to my head. You linger like a haunting refrain. And I find you spinning round. In my brain. Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne.

Some want to think hope is lost. See me stand alone. I can't do what others may want. Then I'll have no home. So for now wave good-bye.