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six hundred minutes. How do you measure, measure a year?. In daylights, in sunsets. In midnights, in cups of coffee. In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In five hundred twenty-five thousand six
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to sew. A time of love, a time of hate. A time of peace, I swear it's not too late. . . . Original source. . To every thing there is a season, and a time. To every purpose under the heaven
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to sew. A time of love, a time of hate. A time of peace, I swear it's not too late. . . . Original source. . To every thing there is a season, and a time. To every purpose under the heaven
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to sew. A time of love, a time of hate. A time of peace, I swear it's not too late. . . . Original source. . To every thing there is a season, and a time. To every purpose under the heaven
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to sew. A time of love, a time of hate. A time of peace, I swear it's not too late. . . . Original source. . To every thing there is a season, and a time. To every purpose under the heaven
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to sew. A time of love, a time of hate. A time of peace, I swear it's not too late. . . . Original source. . To every thing there is a season, and a time. To every purpose under the heaven
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Misguided unredeemer, mortal seeker of truth. Cold and endless ocean, undefeated is this giant. Star guider, a pathfinder cast into oblivion
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. Now everybody see, she is the freak of the week. You got your body speaking to me. Uh, yeah I know that you want it, you want it. You want it, you want it. Tonight, let's see you get naughty, get
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song Center Of The Universe (Original Radio Edit) - Axwell. The shadow of your smile. Under the open skies. As I close my eyes. I can feel the wind arise. . We're made of star dust. Our lives
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Girl you’ve been hitting that treadmill, like a freak. Maybe you’re not quite the torso, of the week. The hollowest cheeks in the county. Time to tweet. Jogging all over my grave baby. With your
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Girl you’ve been hitting that treadmill, like a freak. Maybe you’re not quite the torso, of the week. The hollowest cheeks in the county. Time to tweet. Jogging all over my grave baby. With your
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ti. ar. al. Half A Week Before The Winter. Vanessa Carlton. Half a week before the winter. The chill bites before it comes. And I'm a child of the pleasure. That he brings before he runs. He sits
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Were Cast on Me. On the Marshlands I Was Drowning. By the Singing of a Tree Wanted to Dry Her Tears. To Sing Her Smile Alive. But a Bear. Would She Not Fear. The Rougher Side of Mine This Maiden
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Can you help me? Help me if you can. For I'm in need of a helping hand or some understanding. I feel I'm sinking, sinking with the boat. Well, I'm trying to stay afloat, someone throw me some hope
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If God had a name, what would it be?. And would you call it to his face?. If you were faced with Him in all His glory. What would you ask if you had just one question?. And yeah, yeah, God is great
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are starting to close. And you drew a rose my, my. Your mind it is original, oh. You're a skeleton key, opening me,. My, my; your mind it is original,. Girl you're the original. Always were. And
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All along the water's edge. The ripples curl and bend as the moon bleeds. Satire's no match for a matter of fact that's blasphemy. There's got to be another way I wrote it down in blood. Never
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twenty hours. Seven days of every week I love you, that I would. I can't think of any other things I'd rather do. 'Caus four and twenty hours. Seven days of every week I love you. . Love is a word
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. And I cast a lonesome shadow on these lonely, lonely walls I sit and watch the candle and the flicker of the flame. My writhing shadow twists and turns as though it is in pain. I'm trying to escape
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everywhere. I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos. Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's. Took it to my stash box, 560 State Street. Catch me in the Kitchen like a Simmons with
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border. Got a room with a view for three bucks and a quarter. On a Mexican night, you don't care what might lie ahead. They had a wonderful week in Juarez Now, when the bottom fell out of his chosen
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the lights on the high stage. A part of your life it can take away. Just like the blood running through your veins. Everyone's watching through your eyes. There's only two options. Win or die, win or
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Medication for us all, it's a new way. And we're gonna take it 'cause we love it. Don't you know? Is this the dose you've been dreamin' of?. A revelation from a gun. Doesn't matter. Overtaken