the world, i always speak my mind i'm motivated, no hesitations so down to ride or die, and baby that is why i'm gonna be a joan of arc, i'll be your
Platoon, file in Come on, you knuckleheads Move it, move it, move it Moss in the mornin' lets you in Is it a field day? Make me sin It's only warm, might
You might fork your tongue As you curse or praise All the things you've done And the faders move And the music dies As we pass over On the arc of time
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc As she came riding through the dark No moon to keep her armor bright No man to get her through this dark and
brought you the message of a higher destination that to fulfill you were assigned A native maid of tender age and dedication born in a dark and restless
it's time to choose a side Standing where the ground beneath gives way Disappearing into the abyss Holding onto lies that speed descent They're all falling, I'm the only one who's left Slow arc
you we've been waiting for you to arrive black and white images circling you and tracking the light from your eyes raising your high like the arc
that I couldn't love you more That I'm lost on the arc of the curve Careering on the arc of the curve Crashing on the arc of the curve I could never
We must have read a thousand faces I must have robbed them of their cause Sickened thirst, sickened thirst Keeps it together Soft white glow in the cranium
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Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc As she came riding through the dark No moon to keep her Armour bright Then no man to get her through this darkest
I'll cry and even if I'm blinded I'll try moon gazer because with you I'm stronger I'm stronger, I'm stronger Arc of a diver effortlessly My mind in
fascist But it's wrong to play with matches Joan, Joan of Arc keeps burning up Joan, Joan of Arc keeps burning up Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc
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I was born in the southland, down there in Texas, U.S.A. I was never supposed to know a moment Of unhappiness in my life Somehow it didn't work out that
Well now everything is rosy And the money's so well spent This kind of education Is worth every cent When your momma pays the tuition And your dadddy