Link: [WhiteHeart]
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Dominate
WhiteHeart
Brain dead people
Pain bred people
The world’s a stable
Full of them all
Shame fed people
Potato head people
I know that I’m able
To be one of them
Eggs get scrambled
My thoughts get tangled
Cleanse my temple
You know I don’t
I don’t need this
Dominate my heart
Oh won’t You dominate it
Dominate my heart
Oh won’t You dominate it
Elevate my mind
Oh won’t You elevate it
Elevate my mind
Oh won’t You elevate it
The lines get thinner
Ethics dimmer
Who’s the winner
Chained with no rules
Remove the question
From my action
I’ll take direction
Only from You
Dominate my heart
Oh won’t You dominate it
Dominate my heart
Oh won’t You dominate it
Elevate my mind
Oh won’t You elevate it
Elevate my mind
Oh won’t You elevate it
Crack my coma
Pop my paranoia
I’m living like a disease
I’m giving it over
To someone higher
Come take control over me
Dominate my heart
Oh won’t You dominate it
Dominate my heart
Oh won’t You dominate it
Elevate my mind
Oh won’t you elevate it
Elevate my mind
Oh won’t you elevate it
Dominate
Dominate
Dominate
Dominate
Dominate me
Dominate me
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I love that first verse
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by again, my dear Country Mouse!!! Be assured that I have spent plenty of time being brain-dead, and my wife insists that there is no cure for me.
ReplyDeletebrain dead people. I work with quite a few of those. I wonder if this song was written with them in mind
ReplyDeleteHello Jerry - how are you doing? sandie
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by again, my dear Ann!!! Yeah, probably.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by again, my dear Sandie!!! About the same. How about yourself?
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