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. All the broken hearts in the world still beat. Lets not make it harder than it has to be. Ooooooh it's all the same thing. Girls chase boys chase girls. I'm a little let down, but I'm not dead. There's
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LOOK OUT ! Once again waiting for the darkness, beat up. spun and scarred. Preparing for another war. Day by day we decay. Sunlight, get out of our way. Dig up yourself from your grave. Bad to
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Look out!. . Once again waiting for the darkness, beat up. Spun and scarred. Preparing for another war. Day by day we decay. Sunlight, get out of our way. Dig up yourself from your grave
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Look out!. . Once again waiting for the darkness, beat up. Spun and scarred. Preparing for another war. Day by day we decay. Sunlight, get out of our way. Dig up yourself from your grave
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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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boys boys boys. and the boys 're coming. i like you alot lot. i think you is hot. hot. dance with crayzi
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Ooh, always livin' on the outside. Never had no place to hide. Feelin' so alone, I got this thing dead to rights. Ain't givin' in without a fight How the years have flown. Me and the boys we
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'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up Come with me and reach for the sky. Get your fists up where I can see 'em. Come with me, dead or alive. Hey! I want to hear everybody screaming Some
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. Something's going on and I think it's going on right now All the boys and the girls, they got it going on. And when the beat kicks in you feel it your bones. And when the basement cracks and the needle drops
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Boys Will Be Boys. Backstreet Boys. Oooh, oooh boys will be boys. Oooh, oooh boys will be boys. You've got something. so incredible in my eyes. My heart starts bumpin'. Whenever you're around. The
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a West End town. Call the police, there's a madman around. Running down underground to a dive bar. In a West End town In a West End town, a dead end world. The East End boys and West End girls
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(Is that a dream or a memory?). Held my breath for a decade. Dyed my hair blue to match my lips. Cool of me to try (Pretty cool I'm still alive) ahh. I beat it like a dead horse. I beat it like a drum
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hair. And a flesh killing brat to beat, yeah. . Go, go, go, go. Dying to go. She moving in like a demon. Go, go, go, go. Dying to go. She moving in like a demon. . Dead girl, dead girl. Dead
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phone ring. I'm feeling this in my heart (my heart). Chorus. Bring the boys out. Girls' Generation make you feel the heat. And we're doin it we can't be beat. (Bring the boys out). We're born to win
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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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Bài hát Boys Will Be Boys (Zach Witness Remix) - Dua Lipa. Boys will be boys, but girls will be women. Boys will be boys, but girls will be women. Boys will be boys, but girls will be women (Hey
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do?. When you get your chance to display. All the hang ups inside of you. Well, we don't care what you say We're the bad boys of rock and roll. Mad boys out of control. Bad boys of rock and roll
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in the streets just splattered. Beat and battered, * cops. Police don't matter, bring 'em to me Bring 'em dead or alive. Ah oh no, bring 'em dead or alive. Bring 'em dead or alive. Ah oh no
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. Sometimes I get so down when you're not around. And I'd rather see you dead, see you dead Tonight you're sleepin' by his side. I tried to see you but you let him decide. I'm a threat now, well are you
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walking in its sleep. Vacant expressions and don't look ahead. Everybody dance with the beautiful dead, I said We all queue up and gravel for a hit. Someone pulls the reins, then you chew at the bit
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walking in its sleep. Vacant expressions and don't look ahead. Everybody dance with the beautiful dead, I said We all queue up and gravel for a hit. Someone pulls the reins, then you chew at the bit
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emergency. I'm watching the phone ring. I'm feeling this in my heart~ my heart~. B-Bring the boys out. Girls' Generation make you feel the heat. And we're doin' it, we can't be beat. B-Bring the boys out
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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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. When we dance real crazy. Glam-aphonic, electronic, disco baby. I like you a lot lot. All we want is hot hot. . Chorus. Boys boys boys. We like boys in cars. Boys boys boys. Buy us drinks in
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tiBoots & Boys. arKesha. alAnimal. Kesha - Boots & Boys. (Boots, boys). I think it's time that I mention. I've got myself an obsession. for the smell, for the touch. I know I got myself a habit. but
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Look out!. . Once again waiting for the darkness, beat up. Spun and scarred. Preparing for another war. Day by day we decay. Sunlight, get out of our way. Dig up yourself from your grave
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down a dead end street. . I didn't want to want you, but now I have no choice. It's too late to listen to that warning voice. All I hear is thunder of two hearts beat. Going ninety miles an hour
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got nothin' against hip hop. but there's a party in my town. and no beat box jam that is. The party's got girls the girls got hot. the party's got boys and the boys got socks. something popped the doors
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. We'll rock you. It's still rock and roll to me. Saikou sa. Yeah!!. . Rock'n'roll is "not" dead. Konya wa sou sa. Beat it. Rock'n'roll is "not" dead. Saa odori na. Dancing queen. Rock'n'roll is
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Bài hát Airplane Pt. 2 - BTS (Bangtan Boys). Isanghan kkoma. Sumswideus nolaehaessne. Eodideun joh-a. Eum-ag-i hago sip-eossne. Ojig nolae. Simjang-eul ttwige hadeonthing. Hanappun-ideon. Gil-eul
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(Boots, boys). I think it's time that I mention. I've got myself an obsession. For the smell, for the touch. I know I got myself a habit. But I've got to have it now. I dont care where ,work it out
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fall. . And I'm gone. Like I'm dancing on angels. And I'm gone. Through a crack in the past. Like a dead man walking. Like a dead man walking. . Two young men dancing under the lamplight