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"Heavy Number One (Aka: Shizzle My Nizzle)" lyrics

Evergreen Terrace Lyrics

"Heavy Number One (Aka: Shizzle My Nizzle)"

Dying in this dead world
Bleeding, pass down the days gone

Surrender is your last acceptance
This fall just broke my hands
Forget wiping the slate
Let's just destroy the past

Still alive with the knife
As this blade digs your grave

My back bleeds

The curse is set, the stone is cast
The curse is set, the stone is cast

My back bleeds

From friends, to idols, to ashes
From friends, to idols, to ashes
Friends... idols... ashes...
Friends... idols... ashes...


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album: "Burned Alive By Time" (2002)
Evergreen Terrace - Burned Alive By Time album cover
Understanding The Fear That Lies Within
No Donnie, These Men Are Nihilist
Burned Alive By Time
Dear Live Journal
Funeral Grade Flowers
My Heart Beats In Breakdowns
Taking Care Of The Dead Fish
Please Hammer Don't Hurt 'Em
Absence Of Purpose In The Succession Of Events
(Instrumental)
Heavy Number One (Aka: Shizzle My Nizzle)
Enjoy The Silence
(Hidden Track)
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