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There are times when we question the things we know. Never thought that the cracks will begin to show. We both know love is not that easy. I wish I'd known that it would be this hard to be alone
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There are times when we question the things we know. Never thought that the cracks will begin to show. We both know love is not that easy. I wish I'd known that it would be this hard to be alone
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feel the flame any more. But darlin I'm feelin it now. . Took such a long time to convince me. You could fill that empty space (ooh). . But Saturday night is shining. On my Sunday morning face
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When the truth is found to be lies. And all the joy within you dies. Don't you want somebody to love?. Don't you need somebody to love?. Wouldn't you love somebody to love?. You better find
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Bài hát Sunday - Long (User). Đưa em đi chơi hôm nay Sunday. Quên luôn âu lo it’s not Monday. Trao đôi môi đây không anh giận đấy. Vì hôm nay là Sunday Sunday. Mệt nhoài, vì cả tuần dài. Bao nhiêu
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Bài hát Gloomy Sunday - Billie Holiday, Teddy Wilson, His Orchestra. My hours are slumberless. Dearest the shadows. I live with are numberless. Little white flowers. Will never awaken you. Not where
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Bài hát Gloomy Sunday - Billie Holiday, Teddy Wilson, His Orchestra. My hours are slumberless. Dearest the shadows. I live with are numberless. Little white flowers. Will never awaken you. Not where
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You can throw your luggage down. Lose your cool and stamp around. But there's nothin, nothin you can do. Wipe away your girlfriend's tears. Go to the bar and have some beers. There ain't no way
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. So I never take her where the gang goes When I take my sugar to tea. Every Sunday afternoon, we forget about our cares. Rubbing elbows at the Ritz, with those millionaires When I take my sugar to tea
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blessed, never stressed. Got that sunshine on my Sunday best. Somedays you wake up and nothing works you feel surrounded. Gotta give your feet some gravity to get you grounded. Keep good things inside your
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Sunday). . The real battle just begun. To claim the victory Jesus won. On. . Sunday Bloody Sunday. Sunday Bloody Sunday.
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Bài hát Gloomy Sunday - Billie Holiday, Teddy Wilson, His Orchestra. My hours are slumberless. Dearest the shadows. I live with are numberless. Little white flowers. Will never awaken you. Not where
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For those who've slept . For those who've kept . Themselves jacked up . How Jesus wept . Sunday . Sunday . For those in need . For those who speed . For those who try to slow their minds with weed
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feel the flame any more. But darlin I'm feelin it now. . Took such a long time to convince me. You could fill that empty space (ooh). . But Saturday night is shining. On my Sunday morning face
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Sunday morning rain is falling. Steal some covers share some skin. Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable. You twist to fit the mold that I am in. But things just get so crazy living life
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with you beside me,. We’ll turn this Monday to Sunday. Let’s call work and say we’re not coming,. Order some food and lock the door. What a perfect day to stay in bed with you. What a perfect way to
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nothing has changed. Everything has changed In your fear. (In your fear). Of what we have become. (Seek only peace). Take to the fire. (In your fear). Now we must burn. (Seek only love). All that
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nothing has changed. Everything has changed In your fear. (In your fear). Of what we have become. (Seek only peace). Take to the fire. (In your fear). Now we must burn. (Seek only love). All that
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. But she's playing hell. Trying to get me to heaven. Oh I promised to go to church with her. 'Bout a month of Sundays ago. Well here it is Sunday again. I ain't been once in a row. Every time that
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. I want to feel the rush I'll be shooting for thrills. When I walk out that door. You say it's hard to care anymore Kills, thrills and Sunday pills. I"m on a mission to kill. Still 'cause nothin
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Anh có muốn về nhà em không?. (Sunday) sau khi kết thúc bữa tiệc này. (Sunday) rượu nồng nàn làm em biêng biêng. (Sunday) anh ơi, anh hãy đưa em về. Vàng, xanh, lam, tím, hồng hay da cam kia nhỉ
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all the day. They all hollar in the righteous way It's time to call on my Hannah. While she sits there wishing for her last reward, ain't you seen her?. One more Sunday in Savannah. Don't you dare
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Hey, Sunday sun. Let's go walkin'. And we'll talk about some things. Kick my shoes off. And we'll dream about some dreams. Got to get away when the world. Gets on me. Kids in the park. Don't
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On the black Sunday afternoon sun is pale like the moon. When you look to the sky, holy, holy why. All fades into blue on the black Sunday afternoon No good time to walk alone on a bike riding home
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Saturday came and gone. Walked right in. Now you're gone. Now I don't know where I belong. But it's with you. . Sunday, Monday, Tuesday came. Thursday, Friday just the same. Now I'm back to
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. I'll be at your side. Sunday, Monday or always No need to tell me now. What makes the world go 'round. When at the sight of you. My heart begins to pound and pound And what am I to do. Can't I be
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I'm blue every Monday. Thinkin' over Sunday. That one day when I'm with you. It seems that I sigh all day Tuesday. I cry all day Wednesday. Oh my, how I long for you. And then comes Thursday. Gee
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I'm blue every Monday. Thinkin' over Sunday. That one day when I'm with you. It seems that I sigh all day Tuesday. I cry all day Wednesday. Oh my, how I long for you. And then comes Thursday. Gee
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. Guess I'll try to force a smile. Chorus. Pink lemonade sippin' on a Sunday. Couples holding hands on a runway. They're all posing in a picture frame. Whilst my world's crashing down. Solo shadow on a
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. . I'm gonna make it up for all of the Sunday Times. I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes. They never really seem to want to tell the truth. I'm so tired of you America. . Making my own
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. . I'm gonna make it up for all of the Sunday Times. I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes. They never really seem to want to tell the truth. I'm so tired of you America. . Making my own
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. . I'm gonna make it up for all of the Sunday Times. I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes. They never really seem to want to tell the truth. I'm so tired of you America. . Making my own
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Bài hát Sunday - Hurts. There are times when we question the things we know?. Never thought that the cracks will begin to show. We both know love is not that easy. I wish I'd known that it would be
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you're feelin' blue. Lonely deep inside. 'Cause I know how it feels to be alone. . Loving you Sunday morning. You were on my mind love everyday. Loving you Sunday morning. Your love makes me fly so
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, something told me I should bring my butt to church. You gotta move it slowly. Take it in my body like it's holy. I've been waiting for you for the whole week. I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy
