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Bài hát Wanted Dead Or Alive - Bon Jovi. It's all the same, only the names will change . Everyday it seems we're wasting away . Another place where the faces are so cold . I'd drive all night just to
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radio on and you don't stop talking. Thanks, I'll keep walking. I'm doing things in my own way. Well I'm doing things as I please. And then everything else goes it's own way. At the speed of life A
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clinging to the rocks and ivy. Planted on their columns now that bind me. Or something that somebody said. Because they thought we fit together walking. It's just knowing that the world will not be
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I picture you now, right in front of me. Your beautiful eyes, looking right at me. Remember the warmth you used to give me?. Wish I could bring it back,. Wish I could take it back. Now there are
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Bài hát Dead Eyes - In Flames. Throw it all away. Until we are erased. But it doesn't mean a thing. And I can't remember. What the skies looked like. Will I find out. That I'm late for salvation
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. Don’t hold your breath. You’ll know I’ll sleep when I am dead. . I live for the night, I live for the lights. I live for the high ’til I’m free falling. I live for the night, I live for the lights
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their wine and they will, they will, they will. I am not afraid. I won't burn out in this place. My intention is to fade and I will, I will. In this house on a hill. The dead are living still. Their
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death can touch the crooked young. The crooked young We don't sleep, we don't eat. We speak in tongues. We can't die, we're dead inside. No death can touch the crooked young Believe in the one *
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. Don’t hold your breath. You’ll know I’ll sleep when I am dead. . I live for the night, I live for the lights. I live for the high ’til I’m free falling. I live for the night, I live for the lights
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, yeah A sinister kid, is a kid who. Runs to meet his maker. A drop dead sprint from the day he's born. Straight into his makers arms And that's me, that's me. The boy with the broken halo. That's me
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they saw,. I feel like something in the congo,. Dead were the women not the warriors,. . Last great road show - A canvas tilt go,. Arms into wings into pillbox heads,. Creep the high-go and keep
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death can touch the crooked young. The crooked young We don't sleep, we don't eat. We speak in tongues. We can't die, we're dead inside. No death can touch the crooked young Believe in the one *
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dead. I hope I make it to heaven. Before the devil knows that I’m dead. . I hope I make it to heaven. Before the devil knows that I’m dead. . . Where we fall, we remain. Forget tomorrow, live
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your life. My world is unaffected, there is an exit here. I say it is and then it's true,. There is a dream inside a dream,. I'm wide awake the more I sleep. You'll understand when I'm dead. I went
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turnin' 'round It's the way of the world Remember you were at work and then Friday at five. I remember, felt like a pawn, was I dead or alive?. I remember, thought no one could hear me, I was goin
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in a blink of an eye. . This carrion has been forgotten. Left for dead in the sun rotting. The answers lie here in this tragedy. It ends when you and me. We're dragged from the light. Into the
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to look at him. does. He have the marks? do you see. Them? no. . Demon-paper clowns. Stitched across my back. Easygoing dead black eyes. Microscopic giants on a chicken. Run - everybody dies
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screaming out loud that you rather be dead. A long way to the great unknown. C'mon and pick up the phone. You're such a loser on a dead end street. With flowers in your hand. And a sucker at your feet. Up on
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face. . It's naive to make believe that you're right, it's not bright. Only fools go walking on thin ice, twice. . You and life can skip the strife and you'll both get along. All it takes is simply
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Bài hát Familia (Spider-man Into The Spider-verse) - Nicki Minaj, Anuel Aa, Bantu. Chorus Bantu & Anuel AA. Father, father, unforgiveable. This is my house, you made it personal. It's always trouble
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. You set my spirit free. And I'm happy that you do. The book of life is brief. And once a page is read. All but love is dead. That is my belief. And yes I know how loveless life can be. The shadows
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. Let the devil take tomorrow. Lord, tonight I need a friend. Yesterday is dead and gone. And tomorrow's out of sight. And it's sad to be alone. Help me make it through the night. (Repeat Chorus)
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Between the billboard masturbation across highways of metallic isolation. There lies the deafening screaming of the millions wiping out the diseased pages. Of apathy that bleed our innocence
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She got a corpse. Under her bed. She had her fun. But now he's dead. Her momma said. Come feed desire. Her brother said. Hey, throw her on the fire. . This is the house. Come on in. This
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I became dead. From a rock star to a desk fool. Was my destiny someone said. Loves a tidepool. Taste the waters life's abundant. Taste me
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the dead. Your idols burn in the fire. The mob comes crawling out (take us down and out). I'm reclaiming their minds. Destroying everyone. . There's no one here. And people everywhere, you're all
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the dead. Your idols burn in the fire. The mob comes crawling out (take us down and out). I'm reclaiming their minds. Destroying everyone. . There's no one here. And people everywhere, you're all
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. Walking down boulevards electric eyes. Would gaze at the waveforms and gasp at their size Let them be lonely and say you don't care. Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade. Astroboy, I'm watching
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red. That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head. . Blasted through ya head. Blasted through ya head. . I give a shout out to the living dead. Who stood and watched as the feds cold
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red. That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head. . Blasted through ya head. Blasted through ya head. . I give a shout out to the living dead. Who stood and watched as the feds cold
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red. That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head. . Blasted through ya head. Blasted through ya head. . I give a shout out to the living dead. Who stood and watched as the feds cold
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red. That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head. . Blasted through ya head. Blasted through ya head. . I give a shout out to the living dead. Who stood and watched as the feds cold
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red. That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head. . Blasted through ya head. Blasted through ya head. . I give a shout out to the living dead. Who stood and watched as the feds cold
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There once was a time. When I was dead inside. I cursed the Lord for the day I was born. And prayed to the Devil to die Just when I thought the Devil had won. Someone opened up the door. The
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Yeah I am the astro-. Creep a demolition. Style hell american. Freak yeah - I am the. Crawling dead - a. Phantom in a box. Shadow in your. Head say acid. Suicide freedom. Of the blast read