The official hobby for a Badass.
Badasket Weaving is to Badassery as Bitchcraft is to Bitchery.
1. strips of bacon weaved together to form a solid structural lattice, maximizing surface area.
2. some greasy haired bitch
God, look at Karen over there. A real bacon weave.
1. A touchdown dance noteably used by the 1998-2000 St. Louis Rams NFL team that was greatly received as unsportsmanlike conduct.
2. A Barber Shop Beauty Parlor combination owned and created by the same name which also features styles/cuts by the same name.
You dropped the bomb on me with that Bob n' Weave!
Chorus
Colors weave into a spire of flame
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed
Bear this torch against the cold of the night
Search your soul and reawaken the undying light
Verse 1
On that day, when the sky fell away
Our world came to an end
In our eyes did a fading sun rise
In the dark, glimmering shadows
Silence grows, in the spaces between
Stretching out beyond time
Rising up, as a chorus of souls finds a voice
Flickering through the void
These little sparks cling on to life
Everyone caught in the struggle
And then the storms of change, they fan the flames
Scattering ashes to the wind
Pre-Chorus
Every soul contains a whisper of light
Gleaming faintly as it dwindles from sight
No escape, no greater fate to be made
In the end, the chains of time will not break
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Chorus
Colors weave into a spire of flame
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed
Bear this torch against the cold of the night
Search your soul and reawaken the undying light
Verse 2
As fate spins a thread without end
New life draws its first breath
Blossoming in a soil reclaimed from the past
Where destiny holds fast
Here where we stand, hand clenched in hand
Everyone caught in the struggle
This is the day we finally find our way
Stepping into our tomorrow
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Chorus
COLOURS WEAVE INTO A SPIRE OF FLAME
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed
Bear this torch against the cold of the night
Search your soul and reawaken the undying light
Verse 1
On that day, when the sky fell away
Our world came to an end
In our eyes did a fading sun rise
In the dark, glimmering shadows
Silence grows, in the spaces between
Stretching out beyond time
Rising up, as a chorus of souls finds a voice
Flickering through the void
These little sparks cling on to life
Everyone caught in the struggle
And then the storms of change, they fan the flames
Scattering ashes to the wind
When you see someone with shiny combed brown hair in the front and then nappy un combed black hair in the back
Kierra- Girl...did u see Sierra hair
Brittany- Yes girl her weave game weak!!
An obvious lie. Combines the ideas of a poorly made up story with a poorly done hair weave.
That ugly said she slept with Montel when he was in town, but that's just a bad weave.
An obvious lie. Combines the ideas of a poorly constructed fake story and poorly done hair weave.
Tony's been bucking Tasha on the side, but he told his girl Lynnie he's been helping his sick Mom, but his mom's been at work every day. He's gonna get caught. That's just a bad weave.