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over the air,. Serving for the purpose. Of those who want you to fear. . They say it's all right, but suspicion creeps in. My nightmares don't project my dreams. I can't but wonder what's feeding
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you need me, I'll make the time. To be with you, to be with you. A night to remember the rain in September. I want to share it with you. The month by the ocean we swore our devotion. Would make all
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Song I Wouldn't Want to be Like You - The Alan Parsons Project. If I had a mind to. I wouldn't want to think 'bout you. And if I had time to. I wouldn't want to talk to you Oh, oh, I don't care
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Song I Wouldn't Want to be Like You - The Alan Parsons Project. If I had a mind to. I wouldn't want to think 'bout you. And if I had time to. I wouldn't want to talk to you Oh, oh, I don't care
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Song I Wouldn't Want to be Like You - The Alan Parsons Project. If I had a mind to. I wouldn't want to think 'bout you. And if I had time to. I wouldn't want to talk to you Oh, oh, I don't care
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Song I Wouldn't Want to be Like You - The Alan Parsons Project. If I had a mind to. I wouldn't want to think 'bout you. And if I had time to. I wouldn't want to talk to you Oh, oh, I don't care
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over the air,. Serving for the purpose. Of those who want you to fear. . They say it's all right, but suspicion creeps in. My nightmares don't project my dreams. I can't but wonder what's feeding
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. I must admit Hang us, those limbs hold no virtue. There's a time project on my cue. What you're waiting for? Whether a he or a she put your mouth where your money is. Are the birds of a feather
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Sweet Sunday afternoon. September's golden brown. Summer always fades too soon. Like the laughter of a clown. And shadows fill the room. Where sorrows come to drown. Your heart's a lead balloon. As
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Sweet Sunday afternoon. September's golden brown. Summer always fades too soon. Like the laughter of a clown. And shadows fill the room. Where sorrows come to drown. Your heart's a lead balloon. As
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tithe song is you. arMichael Feinstein. alThe Sinatra Project. Michael Feinstein -the song is you. ★ lrc . I hear music when I look at you. A beautiful theme of every dream, I ever knew. Down deep
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tithe song is you. arMichael Feinstein. alThe Sinatra Project. Michael Feinstein -the song is you. ★ lrc . I hear music when I look at you. A beautiful theme of every dream, I ever knew. Down deep
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tithe song is you. arMichael Feinstein. alThe Sinatra Project. Michael Feinstein -the song is you. ★ lrc . I hear music when I look at you. A beautiful theme of every dream, I ever knew. Down deep
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tithe song is you. arMichael Feinstein. alThe Sinatra Project. Michael Feinstein -the song is you. ★ lrc . I hear music when I look at you. A beautiful theme of every dream, I ever knew. Down deep
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tithe song is you. arMichael Feinstein. alThe Sinatra Project. Michael Feinstein -the song is you. ★ lrc . I hear music when I look at you. A beautiful theme of every dream, I ever knew. Down deep
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There was Johnny like a stranger. Living in a small town. Measuring the small time. He was thinner than a razor. Johnny in a small town. Living with his thumb on the trigger. Wishing he could
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bank, but now I got that bigger bank. . Who who cares what the haters state . They hate on me cause we doing what they cant . I stay on that hussle, I flex that loose to muscle . Hate to bust your
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but the songs they sing. And a plentiful waste of time of day. A plentiful waste of time Oh, it's a long, long while. From May to December. But the days grow short. When you reach September And the
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tiBeneath The Surface. arDream Theater. alA Dramatic Turn Of Events. album A Dramatic Turn Of Events. released on September 13, 2011. Is there ever really a right time?. You had led me to believe
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forget. We sang from May to September. And we danced while the city slept I was born a restless soul. I never did what I was told. That old fire rages on. I hope it burns after I'm gone I'm getting
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gettin' my dick sucked Out slangin' brickas tha project nigga row-a. A playa that's fa show-a I'm chargin' a hoe-a. You weak niggas know-a you step and I fire. Yo life will expire you need to retire
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Bài hát Make It Stop (September's Children) - Rise Against. Woah, woah. Verse 1. Bang bang go the coffin nails. Like a breath exhaled, then gone forever. It seems like just yesterday. How did I miss
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get wit'. Me and Tommy hittin' man. Cold dropped a smash hit. Angry as a battery. Back in the funk. ''cause I'm not frontin'. Commin' upon the stage I'll say ya somethin'. Clear as a project
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!. I'm singin' and dancin' in the rain!. I'm dancin' and singin' in the rain. ADDITIONAL VERSE. Why am I smiling. And why do I sing?. Why does September . Seem sunny as spring?. Why do I get up. Each
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book, they improve all your food and your wine. It said, that everything you grow in your garden would taste pretty fine. Instead, all I ever get is a pain in the neck and a. Yap yap yap yap yap yap
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I can see the glow of a distant sun. I can feel it inside. Maybe this day could be the one I can hear the roar of a distant crowd. They are waitin' for me. Callin' my name. Shoutin' out loud
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Song That Special Time of Year - Gladys Knight, The Pips. August and September,. Summertime is done,. Days of sweet November. Grow shorter one by one. Autumn leaves are falling. And wintertime is
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you went away . So sad but true . For me there's only you . Been crying since the day . The day you went away . I remember date and time . September twenty second . Sunday twenty five after nine . In
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Whoa, whoa. Bang bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled,. Then gone forever. It seems like just yesterday, how did I miss the red flags raise? Think back to the days we laughed. We
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Only ever really one story. A boy and a girl and a dream of the world, an apple, a kiss. A moment of sky, a moment you choose without knowing why. Burning like a fever inside you. The heat of
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Unforgettable, that's what you are. Unforgettable though near or far. Like a song of love that clings to me. How the thought of you does things to me. Never before has someone been more