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Here today, gone later today. I been reading what the bloggers say. How 'bout a great big slice for me. Otherwise or professionally Beats workin'. Startin' up in my feet. Goes to workin' on the
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Song Solitude - Tony Bennett. In my solitude you haunt me. With reveries of days gone by. In my solitude you taunt me. With memories that never die. I sit in my chair. I'm filled with despair
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In my solitude you haunt me. With reveries of days gone by. In my solitude you taunt me. With memories that never die I sit in my chair I'm filled with despair. There's no one could be so sad
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In my solitude, you haunt me. With reveries of days gone by. In my solitude, you taunt me. With memories that never die I sit in my chair filled with despair. Nobody could be so sad. With gloom
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In my solitude, you haunt me. With reveries of days gone by. In my solitude, you taunt me. With memories that never die I sit in my chair filled with despair. Nobody could be so sad. With gloom
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Bài hát Processed Beats - Kasabian. I ran from the tide. Won't let you hide. Won't let you hide I drop beats from this processed meat. For a conversation, a meditation. And I cut waves like some
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Bài hát Processed Beats - Kasabian. I ran from the tide. Won't let you hide. Won't let you hide I drop beats from this processed meat. For a conversation, a meditation. And I cut waves like some
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I ran from the tide. Won't let you hide. Won't let you hide I drop beats from this processed meat. For a conversation, a meditation. And I cut waves like some unborn sage. Just like terrorists
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In my solitude. You haunt me. With dreadful ease. Of days gone by In my solitude. You taunt me. With memories. That never die I sit in my chair. And filled with despair. There's no one could
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In my solitude. You haunt me. With dreadful ease. Of days gone by In my solitude. You taunt me. With memories. That never die I sit in my chair. And filled with despair. There's no one could
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In my solitude. You haunt me. With dreadful ease. Of days gone by In my solitude. You taunt me. With memories. That never die I sit in my chair. And filled with despair. There's no one could
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My Heart Beats For Love - Miley Cyrus. I've been traveling on a lonely street . Got lost in the shadows . Fell hard in the battle . The choirs and the suffering . I walked through the darkness . Left
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Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lurking now. Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lock it down. Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lurking now. Dead Beats, lurking now, Dead Beats, lock it
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Someone who would try to understand. Someone who'd be thrilled to touch my hand. An' through all eternity, she'd be good for only me. Beats there a heart so true? Someone who could make her lips
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Song Beats To The Rhyme - Run-D. M. C. DJ's and MC's, coming up next is the one and only. Incredible, Jam Master. Yo, back up off the ropes, punk. Run. Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme I just made
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to negotiate. . You are you/get used to it/open. The same don't appeal/but it will/you are you. . Live to live. To die inside you will. Anticipate solitude. . Follow me back home. No other
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