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Herz und Mund und Tat und Leben
Muß von Christo Zeugnis geben
Ohne Furcht und Heuchelei,
Dass er Gott und Heiland sei.
 

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I shot the sheriff

Two me's inside of me
Kind of black and white
Kind of proud and shy
I need them to make me whole
Another one to make me smile
Another suicide
Again and again I killed myself
Tried to find a way out
 
I shot the sheriff
I cut off all those ties tonight
I shot the sheriff
To set myself straight for the ride
I shot the sheriff
I cut off all those ties tonight
I shot the sheriff
To set myself straight for the ride
 
Two me's inside of me
Another one to make me smile
Another suicide
I want to walk the line and keep the faith
But still screw it up and run away
I just want to leave everything
For a minute when I need it
Like a weekend lover
 
I shot the sheriff
I cut off all those ties tonight
I shot the sheriff
To set myself straight for the ride
Again and again I killed myself
Tried to find a way out
I shot the sheriff
I cut off all those ties tonight
I shot the sheriff
To set myself straight for the ride
 
I shot the sheriff
I cut off all those ties tonight
I shot the sheriff
To set myself straight for the ride
Again and again I killed myself
Tried to find a way out
 

Curse

[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
Hey, check my resumé
To Bass be the glory
My dick go hard eight
True facts, ay, ay
 
[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
Check my clock, I can't stop
Fuck around, make my 40 pop
No Popcaans, I pop pistols
Revenge my body, clothing no issue
Makes you look sick, you need a tissue
You drop a body, I just might bless you
I'm metro-sexual, no high cholesterol
Where Jenny Craig? Bitch let's get sexual
 
[Verse 2: Bass Santana]
Why the fuck I'd ever lie?
Pussy nigga bet that pistol part of your disguise
I could see it in your eyes
Runnin' from the reaper, fuck I'm not afraid to die
Bitches creepin' on my line
Got my main upset, these hoes I fucked and left behind
Need at least two at a time
Moved to foreign, took it over, lost my fuckin' mind
Instigatin's why I don't trust these bitches
Two-faced and lame ass nigga
Gangbang for fame fake hitta
I ain't never seen squad wit' ya
I don't need a savior fuck the faith
Cop myself an ounce and work the weight
Seen the Babylon around the way
Who the fuck they catchin'? Not today
 
[Chorus: Bass Santana]
Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus
Spot a nigga slippin', hold on, roll down the window, yo
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin', yo
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons
 
[Verse 3: Coolie Cut]
Chase 'em with the fuckin' tec
Hit 'em where it hurt, nigga make it work
I'ma make it squirt, nigga I do dirt
Nigga I'ma merc, put 'em in the earth
Pay me for the verse, put 'em in a hearse
Gotta finish first, I just did my first
Protect me from my curse (From my curse, from my curse)
Aye, yuh, bitch!
 
[Verse 4: Kin$oul]
Bitch I put in work, spittin' with a curse
Wouldn't be the first, how much is you worth?
Sell you to a merch, I just wanna fuck
I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt?
Cha cha slide, all in that pussy
How you doin' love? Let's go make a movie
Body lookin' good, when you dress in Gucci
Love the chicken breast, bitin' on yo' booty
 
[Chorus: Bass Santana]
Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on a nimbus
Spot a nigga slippin', hold on, roll down the window, yo
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin', yo
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons
Lit
 

Still I'm Sad

See the stars come falling down from the sky,
Gently passing, they kiss your teardrops dry.
See the wind come softly blow
Your hair from your face,
And the rain comes falling down
In its crazy way.
Still I'm sad...
 
For myself my tears just fall in the dust,
As I search in the night and find they are lost.
See the wind come gently blow
Time into my heart,
And the rain comes falling down
While we're apart.
Still I'm sad...
Still I'm sad...
 
See the stars come falling down from the sky
Gently passing, they kiss your teardrops goodbye.
See the wind come softly blow
Your hair from your face,
And the rain will come falling down
In its crazy, crazy way.
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Still I'm sad...
Still I'm sad...
 
Oh oh oh
Still I'm sad...
 

Einsamer nie

Einsamer nie als im August:
Erfüllungsstunde – im Gelände
die roten und die goldenen Brände,
doch wo ist deiner Gärten Lust?

Die Seen hell, die Himmel weich,
die Äcker rein und glänzen leise,
doch wo sind Sieg und Siegsbeweise
aus dem von dir vertretenen Reich?

Wo alles sich durch Glück beweist
und tauscht den Blick und tauscht die Ringe
im Weingeruch, im Rausch der Dinge −:
dienst du dem Gegenglück, dem Geist.