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One engine barely makes it away, . One engine barely makes it away. Hold on, they're breaking their bonds, . Hold on, they're breaking their bonds, . One engine barely makes it away. . And the m
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Verse. Limber Jack he landed on his back. Was betting on the netting when the rigging went slack. Was a moonless night, the stars were lending light. Was leering in the mirror when the road it bro
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Chorus. We know we know we belong to ya. We know you build your life around us. And would we change? We had to change some. We know, we know, we belong to ya. We know you threw your arms around u
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Bài hát Make You Better - The Decemberists. I want you, thin fingers. I wanted you, thin fingernails. And when you bend backwards. I wanted you, I needed you. Oh-oh, to make me better. I'll love you
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Chorus. I am the cavalry captain, I am the remedy to your heart. I am the common collector, I am imprinted upon your stars. . Verse. And when you shine, shine your eyes, looking lost, looking bri
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Verse 1. Let's commence to coordinate our sights. And get them square to rights. (Get them square to rights). . Condescend to calm this riot in your mind. Find yourself in time. (Find yourself
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Verse. Down by the lake we were over turning pebbles and depending . All the animals alive. And I took a drag from your cigarette and I pinched it 'tween my finger and my thumb. To let it die, and
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Verse. So we already wrecked through the reservoir. And I've already lost my way. But feel entoombed in this cursed bar . For a day, anyway. So lay me out in the cover storm. And infer this achi
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Verse. Here now, long gone, three fix and a belly gone. Went to the river, but the river got down. Only good people were hangin' around. Too little, too late, everybody gotta medicate. Through th
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Chorus. I am a boy from the high country. And I got a lil love for the offering. . Verse. I come down from the mountains, bow to the sea. In Carolina Low I will carry thee. Gonna take you up, g
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Verse. Oh, Philomena, are you in a tawdry gown. Lean to your window, let slip a ribbon down. A cure to your boredom, if only you'll let me go. Down, down down. Long sunny days can lead to lazy vi
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Verse. Giggle hole in the hallway wall. Singin' like a painted lady. Use your skull like a cannon ball. But it better not wake the baby. . Chorus. How long will this go on?. How long will it b
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