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No. Turn off the sun. Take down the moon. For I don't need them anymore. Go. Switch off the stars. And paint the sky black. Love isn't ever coming back. There's no use in imagining a world without
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Bài hát Man In The Long Black Coat - Joan Osborne. Crickets are chirpin' the water is high. There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry. Window's wide open African trees. Bent over backwards
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Yo, what's up? What's up?. Yo, that's that kid from black sheep. Word G, *, what's up? What's up man?. What's up? Let's do this What's up? Yo man. Why don't you be kicking some records about
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I let her go. Gone, gone, gone black widow. I let her go. Gone, gone, gone in a dying meadow. . I just open up my window. No need to argue. If she's going. . I let her go. Gone, gone, gone
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Slick black Cadillac!. Oo-ooh!. Just a big black set of wheels what it takes to get me off. I'm gonna drive all night spin my wheels Delight!. Feels all right!. Yeah, it feels all right!. I
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That old black magic. Has me in it's spell. That old black magic. That you weave so well. . Those icy fingers. Up and down my spine. The same old witchcraft. When your eyes meet mine. I love
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That old black magic. Has me in it's spell. That old black magic. That you weave so well. . Those icy fingers. Up and down my spine. The same old witchcraft. When your eyes meet mine. I love
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, begging for mercy. God is letting you recover. . solo Hanneman. . Welcome to my Black Serenade. The entrance to my hell your pain. Scream your song the Black Serenade. Live in fear a mind insane
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, begging for mercy. God is letting you recover. . solo Hanneman. . Welcome to my Black Serenade. The entrance to my hell your pain. Scream your song the Black Serenade. Live in fear a mind insane
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Tell me the legends of long ago. When the kings and queens. Would dance in the realm of the Black Rose. Play me the melodies I want to know. So I can teach my children, oh Pray tell me the story
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And it's true we named our children after towns. That we've never been to and it's true. That the clouds just hung around. Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral And we were done, done, done
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architect at all. There's a fan on the ceiling. And a telephone that you should call Are you home tonight?. Are you laying in bed watching black and white movies. All alone tonight?. Do you ever rewind
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I'm walking the long road to Georgia. Yeah, the long road that's taking me back. Gonna live in the hills, far away in the hills. And I'm gonna dress in black. . Way high in the hills in Georgia
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That old black magic's got me in its spell. That old black magic that you weave so well. Those icy fingers up and down my spine. The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine. . The same old
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I'm walking the long road to Georgia. Yeah, the long road that's taking me back. Gonna live in the hills, far away in the hills. And I'm gonna dress in black. . Way high in the hills in Georgia
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I'm feelin' mighty lonesome. Haven't slept a wink. I walk the floor and watch the door. And in-between I drink. Black coffee. Love's a hand-me-down broom. I'll never know a Sunday. In this
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Could be clear, black and white. Make a decision. Got a need inside and I don't know why. It's a strong feelin' that grows and grows One day, my life is out the door. Next day, you show me what
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Born in a graveyard adopted by sin. I cultivate evil that's living within. A preacher tried saving my black damaged soul. Possessed by a demon that had full control The time it is coming when all
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big black cow. And get out of here Down to green street. There you go. Lookin' so outrageous. And they tell you so You should know. How all the pros play the game?. Then you change your name Like
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gravity lose its grasp Chourus. We are rising. Up from this undergound. And we are blinding. with black electric as we. Set this night alight I heard the say the boy's missing. Heard they say he's
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Bài hát Black Flies - Ben Howard. Black flies on the windowsill. That we are. That we are. That we are to know. Winter stole summer's thrill. And the river's cracked and cold. See the sky is no
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Bài hát Black Flies - Ben Howard. Black flies on the windowsill. That we are. That we are. That we are to know. Winter stole summer's thrill. And the river's cracked and cold. See the sky is no
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