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to strike. I'm a thinker, not a talker. Put your faith, your faith in God We were hoping for some romance. All we found was more despair. We must talk about our problems. We are in a state of flux
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to strike. I'm a thinker, not a talker. Put your faith, your faith in God We were hoping for some romance. All we found was more despair. We must talk about our problems. We are in a state of flux
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to strike. I'm a thinker, not a talker. Put your faith, your faith in God We were hoping for some romance. All we found was more despair. We must talk about our problems. We are in a state of flux
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to strike. I'm a thinker, not a talker. Put your faith, your faith in God We were hoping for some romance. All we found was more despair. We must talk about our problems. We are in a state of flux
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to strike. I'm a thinker, not a talker. Put your faith, your faith in God We were hoping for some romance. All we found was more despair. We must talk about our problems. We are in a state of flux
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to strike. I'm a thinker, not a talker. Put your faith, your faith in God We were hoping for some romance. All we found was more despair. We must talk about our problems. We are in a state of flux
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Flux - Ellie Goulding. Remember me in a simple way, not what I did or said. When I think of you now, I just think of the day we met. Don't forget me, like I didn't care. Yeah, I stole from myself
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SOng Why - Vasary Andre. With a heavy heart. I’ve come back to the start. Countless days in the dark. How did we ever grow this cold. Fear and doubt roam and this is the toll. I dream of a place
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Bài hát Party - Andre 3000. You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh. We got the swag so she drippin’ swagoo. You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh. We got the swag so she drippin’ swagoo. I
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Bài hát Party - Andre 3000. You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh. We got the swag so she drippin’ swagoo. You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh. We got the swag so she drippin’ swagoo. I
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removed from all we been through. And you and you, you, you tread a troubled track. Your odds are always stacked. You'll go back to black. Hook Andre 3000. We only said goodbye with words. I know a hundred
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