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di Tyler, Perry, Rhodes

AEROSMITH

There was a time
When I was so broken-hearted
Love wasn’t much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned, yeah
‘Cause me and them ways have parted
That kind of love was the killin’ kind
So listen

All I want is someone I can’t resist
I know all I need to know by the way that I got kissed

I was cryin’ when I met you
Now I’m tryin’ to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin’ just to get you
Now I’m dryin’ ‘cause I let you
Do what you do down on me, yeah

Now there’s not even breathing room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah, you cry when we’re making love
Must be one and the same

It’s down on me
Yeah, I got to tell you one thing
It’s been on my mind
Girl, I gotta say
We’re partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you give to me takes my breath away…

di Donegan, Wengren, Draiman

DISTURBED

The indulgence of our lives
Has cast a shadow on our world
Our devotion to our appetites
Betrayed us all

An apocalyptic plight
More destruction will unfold
Mother Earth will show her darker side
And take her toll

It’s just another way to die
There can be no other reason why
You know we should have seen it coming
Consequences we cannot deny
Will be revealed in time

Glaciers melt as we pollute the sky
A sign of devastation coming
We don’t need another way to die
Can we repent in time?

The time bomb is ticking
And no one is listening
Our future is fading
Is there any hope we’ll survive?

Still, we ravage the world that we love
And the millions cry out to be saved
Our endless maniacal appetite
Left us with another way to die

It’s just another way to die
Ooh, can we repent in time?…

di Barrymore, Buckland, Champion, Maerina

COLDPLAY

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead, long live the king
One minute, I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason, I can’t explain
Once you’d gone, there was never, never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn’t believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever want to be king?…