In my capital, in my palace!

In my nest In my nest

My dad's in jail, my mom's in jail, my whole family is!

In Dubai, UAE, Iyad El Baghdadi complains Iyad_elbaghdadi God there's dust everywhere, in my eyes, in my nose, on my desk, between my fingers, in my glass, on my keyboard.

Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?

Who's in my room? Who's in my room?

You've been in my in my prayers, Sinuhe.

In my eyes, in my words

Look in my eyes. In my eyes and in my heart, there is only you.

I want no whimpering in my house, either in my room or in my bed.

Water flowed everywhere in my mouth, in my nose, all over my face.

My glory is fresh in me. My bow is renewed in my hand.'

I love my animals my dogs, my ferret, my chickens, my horses in the background.

My pen is in my hand.

my father in my life always.

Everything in my room was shaking my heart, my windows, my bed, everything.

My glory was fresh in me, and my bow was renewed in my hand.

I fill my circus in my way or I empty it in my way.

In my country, in my community, we normally say...

And I found that in my dance, my dance, my strength, my energy, my passion, my very life breath.

In God is my salvation and my glory the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

I leave my luck in Your hands, my left and my right, my sides and my destiny.

And in my research and my teaching,

And in my research and my teaching,

I'll keep my money in my shoe.

My ships falter, my troops in revolt...

In my...

My faith in Planchet is my faith in a friend.

Your voice in my ears, your image in my eyes.

Whip my weight in wildcats. Whip my weight in wildcats.

All that I am is back in my mind my name, my place, my origin.

Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?

There is nothing in my eyes, nor in my thoughts, that is not on my tongue.

My family is my dad Justin, my step mom Linda, my sister Katie, my brother Chris and in my other house my mom Penny Jo.

That's my equity, or whatever my investors initially invest in my bank.

My pa's never touched a hair on my head in my life.

In my childhood, I played around in my father's university lab.

It was not in my hands, nothing was in my hands,

But Richelieu's spies are everywhere, in my court, in my bedchamber.

I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket.

and make him my associate in my task ,

My spirit has rejoiced in God my Savior,

You are in my blood and my veins.

Forever in my heart, always on my mind

In my warped little industry, that's my brand.