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rob dougan- left me for dead
You didn't stop to look round
you were gone before i hit the ground
you went on you're way
and no prayer was said
you left me for dead
you didn't cover my face
i didn't merit a communal grave
you set me aside
and no tears were shed
you left me for dead
And i say i won't stop no till hell is your home
there's no where to hide (no nowhere)
you feel the cold of my gun at you're head
ah you left me for dead
and it's not like you stayed by my side or you called me a priest
you searched through my mouth to check for gold teeth
you were pawning my shoes as i bled
you left me for, left me for,
left me, for dead
You kept on taking your time
until it was certain i couldn't survive
judas remained, you turned and fled
you left me for dead
and it didn't trouble your mind
it did not disturb you to see me decline
you turned out my lights
you put me to bed
you left me for dead
(and i say) that i won't rest my head until hell is your home
you'll think that you're safe but oh no
you'll feel the cold of my gun hit your head
ah you left me for dead
and you didn't stay close to me didn't stay by my side
i was choking in blood as delight filled your eyes
you're gonna burn for each word that you said
aause you left me for, left me for,
left me me for
dead
but i don't want to search no more
there's nowhere to hide
so why don't you come quietly my love
i wanted to say, to say that you sure proved the death of me
now i've reached a dead end, and i can't go back, but if i'm going down you'll come with me
Faithless- Crazy english summer
Fields of fire that passed the train
The sky is victorious but here comes the rain
Friday is taking me home again,
And I've nothing but you on my mind.
Grass is greener without the pain,
I think that I'm changing but I'm just the same
My sun is a ascending again
And I've nothing but you on my mind
Sometimes I feel like I'm glad to be free,
Sometimes I still want your arms around me
Sometimes I'm glad to have left you behind,
The Crazy English Summer has put you back on my mind.
Life's a riot a lover a friend,
Pity the day that it has to end
Friday come speed me home again,
I've nothing but you on my Mind.
Sometimes I feel like i'm fine on my own,
Fifty Thousand miles from home.
Sometimes I'm weak and the past is my guide,
Summer returns and puts you back on my mind
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