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these things are written in the sand behind me". Oh, I dream about you every night, I call your name. The whole world thinks that I am insane, here I come again Incomprehensible hero of love takin' you
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HeRo. I'm just a step away. I'm just a breath away. Losing my faith today. Falling off the edge today. I am just a man. Not superhuman. I'm not superhuman. Someone save me from the hate. It's just
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He's a hero of the war. All the neighborhood is talkin' 'bout your son. Mrs. Reiley get his medals. Hand them 'round to everyone. Show his gun to all the children in the street. It's too bad he
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. Need a different kind of man, babe. One that can hold and *** your heart. You need a different kind of man, babe. You need Napoleon Boneeparte. . Well, when I'm dead. No more good times will I
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witness to the death of a hero. I burned all the pictures in the attic. And threw away the magazines. That night I saw through all the magic. And now I'm a witness to the death of a hero. ♪. I tried to look
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1. 2. 3. 4. Well I won't be caught living in a dead end job. While praying to my government, guns, and god. 'Cause it's us against them. We're here to represent. And spit right in the face of
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Bài hát The Pulse Of The Dead - Parasite Inc. Heartbeat, can you be faking?. Dead inside. I‘m waking. Beat me!. I feel a little sick!. Where is the trick?. Your lies are on to kill me. kill the pulse
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with you. Now I don't need your wings to fly. No, I don't need a hand to hold in mine this time. You held me down, but I broke free. I found the love inside of me. Now I don't need a hero to survive
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him as he goes. There goes my hero. He's ordinary. Don't the best of them bleed it out. While the rest of them peter out. Truth or consequence, say it aloud. Use that evidence, race it around. There
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him as he goes. There goes my hero. He's ordinary. Don't the best of them bleed it out. While the rest of them peter out. Truth or consequence, say it aloud. Use that evidence, race it around. There
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him as he goes. There goes my hero. He's ordinary. Don't the best of them bleed it out. While the rest of them peter out. Truth or consequence, say it aloud. Use that evidence, race it around. There
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underground, another year another pound. Everything is just the same. Nothing ventured nothing gained. All you hear is the sound of the hero underground This is life black and white. under a grey sky
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Day Of The Dead (Audio) - AJ Hoge. I arrive in Guatemala on The Day of the Dead, November 1st. I’m curious about this holiday, so I go. to the cemetery to see what’s happening. What I find is quite
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of our own lies the alphabet of the free As I walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead. Will you remember them?. As I walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead. Will you remember
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chum. Carbonated gastric stew. Excreted, distilled, and imbibed. A nidorous concoction fermented to proof. The dead I tap, siphon, and grind solo "Dead Drunk" by S. C. McGrath. solo "Consumption of
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use for you. The dead girls of London. Why do they act that way?. . Maybe it's the water, mama. Maybe it's the tea. Maybe it's the way they was raised. Maybe it's the stuff what they read in the
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This is the City of the Dead. As we lie side by side in bed. I'd do something else instead. It is the City of the Dead When we went out kickin' around. But you got drunk an' fallen down. An' I
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of love, baby, give me your trust I'm your hero, hero. Defender, protector for you. For you, for you. I'm your hero, hero. Defender, protector for you. For you, for you Incomprehensible. No suit
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Mama, they try and break me The window burns. To light the way back home. A light that warms. No matter where they've gone now They're off to find. The hero of the day. Oh, but what if they
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Bài hát Hero Of War - Rise Against. He said Son, have you seen the world?. Well, what would you say if I said that you could. Just carry this gun, you'll even get paid. I said that sounds pretty good
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once was there a thought for herself,. and the ever-growing slices of fortune and fame. Now on the coattails of a dead man she'll ride. on the coattails of a dead man she'll ride. On the coattails of
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Where is our hero tonight?. The bars are all booming. And he's nowhere in sight. Wherever he is Lord, we hope he's alright. Where is our hero tonight? He used to be king of the bars. He's opened
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Dead martyrs, all stigmartyrs. Dead heroes, for fear of zeroes. Dead martyrs always take it further. Dead heroes know no fear Living for some happiness. Find nothing that satisfies. Had a
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shining bright. Time to close your eyes. CHORUS. Not afraid of crying, sorrow and foe. Not afraid of falling down below. To the night recklessly we fly. Like living dead, we'll never die As long as
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Bài hát Jukebox Hero - Foreigner. Standing in the rain, with his head hung low. Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show. Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene. Put his ear to
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Song Hero - Mariah Carey. There's a hero. If you look inside your heart. You don't have to be afraid. Of what you are. There's an answer. If you reach into your soul. And the sorrow that you know
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you know that you're heart will say no. Love will last longer, growing stronger and stronger. If you stay and don't let go. Oh, out of the light, like a star, like a hero. Love will survive. Oh, taking
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Bài hát Dead Air - Dawn of Solace. These words I have written tonight. Could hardly describe The picture you would see. Behind my eyes so easily. My arms can ́t carry The weight of the world anymore
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outloud. The tears of blood I bleed, so * the world,. I'll go now, I don't care. (Who cares?). . I'm walking towards dead end, and I'm walking all alone. Two steps ago I past insanity. There's no
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really start over. Besides he just wouldn't know how. But I guess he's just glad. That he's not alone. But he's got to wonder what now 'Cause there's no hall of fame. For that working class hero. No
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really start over. Besides he just wouldn't know how. But I guess he's just glad. That he's not alone. But he's got to wonder what now 'Cause there's no hall of fame. For that working class hero. No
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of neds who are wanting us dead. In Glasgow and Leeds we find signs of relief. An escape from our grief with a fistful of E's Eight day hell. You're in an eight day hell
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the sun never shines. Oh, would you share this world with me?. Oh, nothing compares to this beautiful dream. Make love with me. On the bed of dead leaves. Through the anguish and filth. Together
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!. Sun comes up shining bright. Time to close your eyes. . Chorus. Not afraid of crying, sorrow and foe. Not afraid of falling down below. To the night recklessly we fly. Like living dead, we'll
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!. Sun comes up shining bright. Time to close your eyes. . Chorus. Not afraid of crying, sorrow and foe. Not afraid of falling down below. To the night recklessly we fly. Like living dead, we'll
