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Barabarabaraadada. There was a 5. 8 earthquake today . and it kinda got me thinking. I'd still have all my hate for you in tact . even if I lost everything. What did I say. Why are you shaking your he
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Bài hát Sober - P!nk. I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest . Or the girl who never wants to be alone . I don't wanna be that call at four o'clock in the mornin' . 'Cause I'm the only one
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Made a wrong turn, once or twice. Dug my way out, blood and fire. Bad decisions, that's alright. Welcome to my silly life. Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood. Miss knowing it's all good, it didn't s
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There's something in the way you roll your eyes. Takes me back to a better time. When I saw everything is good. But now you're the only thing that's good. Tryna stand up on my own two feet. This conve
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Na-na-na-na, na-na, na. Na-na-na-na na-na. Na-na-na-na, na-na, na. Na-na-na-na na-na. I guess I just lost my husband. I don't know where he went. So I'm gonna drink my money. I'm not gonna pay his ren
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I've paid my dues. Time after time. I've done my sentence. But committed no crime. And bad mistakes. I've made a few. I've had my share of sand. Kicked in my face. But I've come through. And I need to
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Ba, da, ba, bum. (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Ba, da, ba, bum. Ba, da, ba, bum. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. I can hear planes flyin' over my head. Just hours before you occupied my bed. In our
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Is this the real life?. Is this just fantasy?. Caught in a landslide. No escape from reality;. Open your eyes. Look up to the skies and see). I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy. Because I'm (easy
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tiGlitter In The Air. arPink. alFunhouse. Pink - Glitter In The Air. Have you ever fed a lover. With just your hands. Close your eyes. And trusted, just trusted. Have you ever thrown. A fist full of g
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Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh. Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh oh. Check it out. Going out. On the late night. Looking tight. Feeling nice. It's a **** fight. I can tell. I just know. That it's going down. Tonight. At
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I can understand how the edges are rough. And they cut you like the tiny slivers of glass. And you feel too much. And you don't know how long you're gonna last. But everyone you know, is tryin' smooth
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Dear Mr. President,. Come take a walk with me. Let's pretend we're just two people and. You're not better than me. I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly. What do you feel when y