he'd trade his guns for love
but he's caught in the crossfire,
and he keeps wakin' up,
but it's not to the sound of birds
the tyranny, the violent streets,
deprived of all that we're blessed with,
and we can't get enough, no
~ crossfire by stephen
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Randomjust some song lyrics to some songs i like in no particular order. (not the kind of pop hits you hear on the radio that play over and over again) hope you discover some new songs/music :) and please do tell me if one of the songs I posted is new to...
