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) for your love. (Go to the end of the world) for your love, love, love oh Caroline. (Go to the end of the world) for your love. . Can you feel my heart strings?. They're on fire. You threw it all
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Bài hát Strings - Shawn Mendes. Intro. All the strings attached girl. And all the strings attached girl, oh yeah. Verse 1. Met this girl when I was three or so. We were holding hands standing toe to
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swarms the crowd. Some give birth to their mother's fiends. I'm staring at the strings of change And some throw religion away. Some clip the nails of the hands that pay. Some will give to get in return
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remind me I miss you. And everything I see and touch is tainted. And it turns to dust. . Who plays your voice to me. Who strings it on the breeze. If I could just believe. But it's nothing just the
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the harp. The plaice play the bass. And they soundin' sharp. The bass play the brass. The chub play the tub. The fluke is the duke of soul. (Yeah). The ray he can play. The lings on the strings
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Bài hát Gang Of Rhythm - Walk Off The Earth. I got this old guitar. the strings are rusty. but it's all I need. bring in the kick drum. it can back the beat. let's gather round and sing a song. I got
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Bài hát Gang Of Rhythm - Walk Off The Earth. I got this old guitar. the strings are rusty. but it's all I need. bring in the kick drum. it can back the beat. let's gather round and sing a song. I got
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a wizard at polo was a socialized bee,. Remember the movie director who made five thousand a week,. And there was a diamond collector who had the same technique,. You knew a prince, a duke and a
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troubles just seem to stay. . Future complication. In the strings between the cans. But no prints can come from fingers. If machines become our hands. And then our feet become the wheels. And then the
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. . So tonight. We'll cut away these puppet strings. We'll speed through roads that guide our dreams. So tonight. We'll climbe the towers and ring the bells. We'll make the myths we'll break the
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they soundin' sharp. The bass play the brass. The chub play the tub. The fluke is the duke of soul (Yeah). The ray he can play. The lings on the strings. The trout rockin' out. The blackfish she sings
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Rage in the cage. And piss upon the stage. There's only one sure way. To bring the giant down. Defunct the strings. Of cemetary things. With one flat foot. On the devil's wing. . Crawl on me
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The problem of leisure. What to do for pleasure. Ideal love a new purchase. A market of the senses. Dream of the perfect life. Economic circumstances. The body is good business. Sell out
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heart is where I want to be and long to be. Ah but I may as well try and catch the wind. strings . Ah but I may as well try and catch the wind
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strings. The trout rockin' out. The blackfish she sings. The smelt and the sprat. They know where it's at. An' oh that blowfish blow. Under the sea. Under the sea. When the sardine. Begin the beguine. It's
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only one. I'm feeling like a puppet jumping up and down falling on the floor now. So cut the strings off me. I'm feeling nothing like you show, I'm running for the door. It's hard to be that kind
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, father. We don't need to escalate. You see, war is not the answer. For only love can conquer hate. You know we've got to find a way. To bring some lovin' here today. . Picket lines and picket signs
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only he can see. . You say he's so helpless but what about you. You don't pull the strings don't you know anything. Leave him alone let him be, 'cause he's speaking with the angel. Speaking with the
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need. It's like torture. Yeah, that's no lie. It's like torture. Temptation. I can't say no and that's no lie. Temptation. Is pulling strings. And telling lies. It's torture. It's like torture
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blanket. Sleepin’ on the cold cold ground. I used to ponder over my luck. Wondered why it never changed. I was happy and free. Around my mammy’s knee. Pullin’ on her apron strings. Now I long to see the sun
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in London yes and in Leeds. He might as well have been making toys or strings of beads. He couldn't be, no he couldn't be. In the gallery, no no, in the gallery And then you get an artist says he
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laughter was the steeple bells. That ring to greet the morning sun a voice that called to everyone. To love the ground we walked upon those were good days. strings . The last time I held her hand her
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Time after time you told me it was the truth. Time after time you lied to me through your tooth. How can you sing when everyone writes your song. You think you pull the strings and I get strung
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Na na na na! Na na na! Na na na!. . Plug me in and turn me on. Listen here cause here it comes. Got hot licks on ya guitar strings. Riffs and rhythms and guitar thangs. . Turn me on and turn
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Her heart shivers in my hand. She's melting on me like cotton candy. I make the faces that make you cry. I want you more when you're afraid of. My disease, disease is draining me. Anymore you're
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hear. . Silver bells, silver bells. It's Christmas time in the city. Ring-a-ling, hear them ring. Soon it will be Christmas Day. . Strings of street lights, even stop lights. Blink a bright red
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Bài hát Without The Love - Demi Lovato. You pull my strings and push my soul. You fool my heart with every note. You drop a beat and kiss my face. You make me move then cut the base. And you work so
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I weave with brightly colored strings. To keep my mind off other things. So, ladies, let your fingers. Dance. And keep your hands out of romance. . Lovely witches. Let the stitches. Keep your
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. . While my feet are on the ground. . Oh whippoorwill. . You make my heart stand still. . When I hear your evening sound. . (Piano & strings). . I know you're sad, much deeper. . Then my human
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