St. Apollonia

All these saints that I move without
I lose without in vain
All these saints, they move without
They moved without again
Well, all these places will lose without
They lose without a name

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Duvalier was a bitter man who cursed the morning sun That brought a new betrayal every day. He shunned the world of mortals and the sound of human tongues And blessed the night

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[Originally by Thin Lizzy] Don't believe me if I tell you Not a word of this is true Don't believe me if I tell you Especially if I tell you that I'm in love

Verse 1 Tell me –how could this be You’re not with me Why does it hurt deep inside me Show me – where can I run Where can I hide From all the pain that’s inside

When I walk on by, girls be looking like "Damn, he fly!" I pimp to the beat, walking on the street in my new Lafreak, yeah This is how I roll, animal