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Flatfoot 56 Black Thorn

man is offering everything. Tie up the main mast, boys, we?re going into the storm. Passion?s not found in roses, but it?s in the thorns. Farewell to

Check one. Check one, two... This one?s coming at your stereo.... Born to a fighter on the deep South side. A sweaty blue collar, but you didn?t mind

Don?t blow your sunshine up my? Big bad wolf come right on in. I?m your little pig here within. You think you?re big, you?re bad, you?re good. You?

Looking past the edge of moonlight, hoping for the break of day. Seeing only cracks in sidewalks, not the paved city way. Looking down this road to glory

Tired of the everyday grind? Want to get away from it all? Ever dream of a life of...romantic adventure? We offer you?escape.

I?m a pilgrim on this onward story, passing by the slow and stale. Walking past the crowded masses with eyes so cold and pale. I will go the way very

I am down and I feel beat. Dear old pain?s called me a friend again, but with you I feel free. I?ve been alone, but I?ve held my post. But through