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, he just let's his emotions. Go. . Chorus. {C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years. {Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon). Sing it with me, just for today, maybe
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Street Jesus. Street Jesus Come on, come on, what you think about life?. Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife. You said to me, (no, that ain't the plan). With a smile on his face and the holes in his
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Bài hát Sing Me To Sleep (Alan Walker Cover) - Romy Wave. Verse 1 Iselin Solheim . Wait a second, let me catch my breath . Remind me how it feels to hear your voice . Your lips are movin', I can't
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Bài hát Do You Hear The People Sing? - Students, Les Miserables Cast. Do you hear the people sing? . Singing a song of angry men? . It is the music of a people . Who will not be slaves again! . When
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sought, both night and day. For years through all, the you. S. A. The star I hitched my wagon to. Is very obviously you. . Of thee I sing, baby. Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby. You're my
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along. The fan goes around. In the room off the street. At the end of the town Every sigh, every sway. You can hear everything that they say. Something's begun like a war. Or a family or a
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Every time I walk. Every time I run. Every time I move. As always, for us. Every time I look. Every time I love. Every time I hope. As always, for us (on the street, I'm still). 내 두 발은 선뜻 걸어
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Uh, what, what, uh Chorus. Street dreams are made of these. Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's. A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key. Everybody's looking for something. Street dreams are made
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died, You said in three days You would rise. You did, You're alive. You rule, You reign, You said You're coming back again. I know You will and all the earth will sing Your praises. . No one, No
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And when the angels sing. I want you by my side. I don't care how long I've been waiting for my baby. And when the angels bring. You back here in my life. Then I know it's true. That I love you
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. . You belong to someone else, and I do too. It's just crazy bein' here with you. As a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seat. Going ninety miles an hour down a dead end street. Ninety miles an hour
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Then the sweetest voice he's ever heard says, Hello. Breakfast's almost ready baby, come on home. I've thought the whole thing over and I think I understand. That the king of Oak Street is just an
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lip. Why do I lash out. Why is it I always shoot from the hip. . I cruise from Houston to canal street. A misfit and a rebel. I see the winds talking to themselves. And I can understand. Why is
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the one who tries to hide. What he don't know to begin with. . You see me on the street. You always act surprised. You say, "How are you?" "Good luck". But you don't mean it. . When you know as
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hide. What he don't know to begin with. You see me on the street. You always act surprised. You say, "How are you?" "Good luck". But you don't mean it. When you know as well as me. You'd rather see me
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could kill someone, I don't care. But that's ain't the way it's going down tonight, I swear. We'll just walk on up to Highland Street behind the bar. In the back through the alley where they park the
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a 2 way street, kid, say what? Goodness is what you're fillin' your soul with. And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with. Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with. Realize early
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Kids in the Street. The All American Reject. In the night, in the beat city light. We steal ourselves away and hold on tight. You were there, yeah, we were all there. Too young, too smart, too much
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Song The Girl Who Wanted To Be God - Manic Street Preachers. There are no sunsets, just silence. You could see that she was true and faithless. But see through the future and forget all the lies
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tiThe 59th street bridge song. arPaul Simon. The 59th Street Bridge Song》 -- Simon and Garfunkel. Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobble stones
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Life can be so sweet. On the sunny side of the street. . Can't you hear the pitter-pat. And that happy tune is your step
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*** your coat and get your hat. Leave your worries on the doorstep. Life can be so sweet. On the sunny side of the street. . Can't you hear the pitter-pat. And that happy tune is your step
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