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Bài hát Người Ta Đâu Thương Em - Lyly, Anh Tú (The Voice). Tại sao em cứ ngốc nghếch xem anh ta là cả thế giới. Trong khi người ấy luôn khiến em buồn, xem ra đâu thật lòng yêu em. Em cứ giả vờ cười
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Bài hát Nếu Ta Không May - Anh Tú (The Voice), Lyly. Nếu ta không may chẳng thể trở lại được như lúc ban đầu. Nếu ta không may phải buông lời chia tay, khi ấy. Em liệu có thấy đau như anh?. Hay niềm
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Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Helpless to resist the notes I write. For I composed the music of
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Parked outside the house we used to live. And there's a light left on inside. Think of all the days we spent. Orchestrating accidents. Lights that used to blind us. Somehow they will guide us
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Well we finished up the record and we think that it's the *-and we want it to go huge, but to play it off legit. And the guy in A&R's got the CD in his car and he thinks track 4 and 6 are
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Being wiry and thinking loudly. 'Bout the things sent to make you move. You can't help it, there's no one in this world. Knows you just, just the way you do So we keep darting through the holes
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Leaving on a boat for beyond the other side of the ocean. I'll bet you in the morning you won't even know I'm gone. Tired of living here in the middle of a mixed emotion. I might as well be living on
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I am the passenger. And I ride and I ride. I ride through the city's backsides. I see the stars come out of the sky. Yeah, the bright and hollow sky. You know it looks so good tonight I am the
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The grass is always greener. On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah. But the dog over there might be meaner. On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah The car in the driveway looks longer
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Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,. Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. . Pastoral scene of
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Rinse the raindrops. From your head. Wipe your eyes. Go back to bed. In the morning. Skies'll clear. And I'll be here. . See the sunlight. Break the ice. For the birds of paradise. Listen
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Tender words of love that once came easy. Now seems strained and insincere. Could this be the beginning. The beginning of the end, yeah You don't tell me that you love me. And your kisses seem
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In. the still of the night I . held you Held . you tight Cause . I love Love . you so Promise . I'll never Let . you go In . the still of the night (In . the still of the night) I
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In. the still of the night I . held you Held . you tight Cause . I love Love . you so Promise . I'll never Let . you go In . the still of the night (In . the still of the night) I
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Hey, hey, dont pay no mind. We are the second, youre minutes behind. So you say, yeah, Im alright. You are the fortunate all the time. Yeah, you are the fortunate Ive been looking for a way out
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Bài hát The Curse - Agnes Obel. And the people went into their hide, they oh. From the start they didn't know exactly why, why. Winter came and made it so all look alike, look alike. Underneath the
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I might have drunk too much. Electric eyes, I feel the rush. You're my drug, can't get enough. (oh oh oh oh). I want to dance until it feels like time is standing still. Forget the world. Just
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We're marching to the top, to the top, to the top. Yes, we're marching to the top of Dragon Mountain. Up, up, up, up there is no place to hide. 'Cause a dragon lurks inside At the top of Dragon
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Ah look at all the lonely people. Ah look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice. In the church where a wedding has been. Lives in a dream. Waits at the window, wearing the
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Up with the dawn and the rooster crow. Been that way since I don't know. Throw a little water on my face. Get out the door and greet the day. . Put my knees down on the ground. Sing to the Lord
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Despite the lies that you're making. Your love is mine for the taking. My love is just waiting. To turn your tears to roses. Despite the lies that you're making. Your love is mine for the taking. My
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Let's call it off. All my veins are tangled up, tied. If you coud see into me. I've had enough of the games In knots and my heart beats slowly now,. When is the time when you aren't in my mind
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I'll be the ticket if you're my collector. I've got your fare if you're my inspector. I'll be the luggage, if you'll be the porter. I'll be the parcel if you'll be the sorter Just for you, here's
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In the mall, in the fall, we're sneaking to the emergency hall. First we smoke then have a smoke, get change for tokens and a pretzel and Coke Now we're ready. In the mall, I was in the mall. Keep
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Song Waterlow - Mott The Hoople. I followed the night till the morning sunlight. And I thought of the changing times. And I followed the child with the evergreen smile. And the blue broken tears
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No division in the ranks. The lines are long and proud. No question on their lips. But there will always be doubts Like a Chinese painting. All red with its message. A flag, high in the sky
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Song The Majority - Duff McKagan. You call me the mean man . You point your finger at me . Having problems with authority . In every major city . And it's so easy for you. The majority, the majority
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All right, I saw the writing on the wall. All night, I saw the writing on the wall. I saw the writing on the wall Lo and behold, heard it on the radio. It was a long time comin' but it sounds so
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Quicksand is a code of arms. Lose sleep with some liquid fiction. Last rites every Friday night. While we cool with the lights on High tide tied around the neck. The same song everybody's
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It's just the state of the heart I'm waiting for you in the state I'm in. I know your name. I told you mine We've stopped and passed the time of day. You work in town. I work at night That gives
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Quicksand is a code of arms. Lose sleep with some liquid fiction. Last rites every Friday night. While we cool with the lights on High tide tied around the neck. The same song everybody's
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I carried you in my arms. Through the hotel to our room. The night was filled with music. Those old historic tunes. Songs of revolution. Filled our hearts and fed our souls. As the fireworks
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Walking down the street. And suddenly you meet a pair of brown eyes. Dancing alone, up go the lights, out go the flags. On come the dancers, bang goes the drum. And you're in love and the show
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Holding hands, skipping like a stone. On our way, to see what we have done. The first to speak, is the first to lie. The children cross their hearts and hope to die Bite your tongue. Swear to
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The day that the rains came down. Mother Earth smiled again. Now the lilacs could bloom. Now the fields could grow greener. . The day that the rains came down. Buds were born, love was born