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The innocence of sleeping children. Dressed in white. And slowly dreaming. Stops all time I slow my steps and start to blur. So many years. Have filled my heart. I never thought I'd say those
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Looking back like, look what the deal did?. Still with the same circle and I'm still with Chip. That's why who I share the last pound with. Is the same people that I share a mill with Six zero's in my
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!. ĐK. Trần gian bao nhiêu lần thế thái bẽ bàng. Mình quay bước bỡ ngàng . Thêm cuộc tình bước sang trang. Tìm đâu riêng em một chân ái vĩnh hằng?. Đành tự nhủ mình rằng. Phận duyên cách ngăn ôm cay đắng
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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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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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Chorus. Dù ngày mai có là tận thế, dù thời gian đứng yên lúc này . Thì em vẫn chẳng hề đổi thay đôi tay vẫn ôm tình yêu anh. Dù ngày mai có là tận thế, trái đất kia dẫu có vỡ tan . Tình yêu anh vẫn
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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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shined up, gotta little extra cash. And a quarter tank of premium. Lets see how long it lasts Baby jump in my Cadillac. Slide in the middle or climb in the back. We can dance all over the fm dot
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Hark the herald angels sing. "Glory to the newborn King". Peace on earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic host
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tiThe Shock Of The Lightning. arOasis. alDig Out Your Soul. Oasis - The Shock Of The Lightning. I'm all over my heart's desire,. I feel cold but I'm back in the fire,. Out of control but I'm tied up
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We were born. Born in the fifties. Born. Born in the fifties. Born. Born in the fifties. Born. Born in the fifties My mother cried. When president Kennedy died. She said it was the
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(Steve Cropper - Otis Redding ) Sittin' in the morning sun. I'll be sittin' when the evening comes. Watching the ships roll in. And I'll watch them roll away again. I'm sittin' on the dock of the
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tiThe Shock Of The Lightning. arOasis. alDig Out Your Soul. Oasis - The Shock Of The Lightning. I'm all over my heart's desire,. I feel cold but I'm back in the fire,. Out of control but I'm tied up
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tiThe Shock Of The Lightning. arOasis. alDig Out Your Soul. Oasis - The Shock Of The Lightning. I'm all over my heart's desire,. I feel cold but I'm back in the fire,. Out of control but I'm tied up
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(Bob Dylan) How many roads. Must a man walk down. Before they call him a man ?. How many seas. Must a white dove sail. Before she can sleep in the sand ?. And how many times. Must the
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Song Here Comes The Summer - Iggy Pop, The Trolls. Here comes the summer. Mighty mighty summer. Here comes the summer. We're gonna have a good time. Gonna have a good time. We're gonna have a good
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Bài hát Hymn For The Weekend - Coldplay. Drink from me, drink from me. Then we'll shoot across the sky. Symphony. Then we'll shoot across the sky. We're on a. Drink from me, drink from me. Then we'll
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Làm Sao Buông Tay . Ca sĩ The Men ; Hải Băng . Sáng tác Phạm Việt Hoàng . Anh đã biết trước ngày nay đôi ta . Chẳng thể bên nhau được mãi . Anh đã biết trước tình yêu đôi ta . Như giấc mơ trôi qua
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Bài hát Quên một lời thề - Nguyễn Thắng. Đã bao lần tôi tìm về kỷ niệm năm xưa, cuộc tình thơ ấu đầu tiên của tôi. . Em có hay đêm từng đêm tôi vẫn luôn mong chờ mà sao em vẫn cứ ơ hờ. . Đã bao lần
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Bài hát The Best Thing I Ever Did - TWICE. Intro Tzuyu, Nayeon. Ah, ah, ah, ah. Yeah, the best thing I ever did. Ah, ah, ah, ah. Hmm. Verse 1 Mina, Momo. December 1nyeonui kkeuteul. Neowa I remember
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Can you dance. Here's your chance. Throw back the rug. And let's Jitterbug. . The Jitterbug is back again. The Jitterbug, remember when. We danced to Kansas City blues. I'll go walk in my
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I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man. We are the chosen, we're the partisan alright. The cause it is noble and the cause it is just. We are ready to pay with our lives if we must Gonna ride
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Talking about stealing the show no one would know. Talking about stealing the show when they're all letting go. Take a look at the witch see the twitch in her eye tell me. What did she feel. Is
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Mister Marvin middle class is really in a stew. Wondrin' what the younger generations coming to. And the taste of his martini doesn't please his bitter tongue. Blame it on the rolling stones Blame
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Call him the siren of the citylight. Luring the boys into the after life. Ready to sing you a seductive line. All the time. Shivering voices are about to cry. Sending his dreams away into the
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So high above the world tonight. The angels watch us sleeping. And underneath a bridge of stars. We dream in safety's keeping. But perhaps the dream. Is dreaming us. Soaring with the seagulls
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And they wandered in from the city of St. John. Without a dime. Wearing coats that shined both red and green. Colors from their sunny island From their boats of iron they looked upon the promised
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Mister Marvin Middle Class is really in a stew. Wond'rin' what the younger generation's coming to. And the taste of his martini doesn't please his bitter tongue. Blame it on the Rolling Stones
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There was a little boy and there was a little girl. And they lived in an alley under the red sky. There was a little boy and there was a little girl. And they lived in an alley under the red sky
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After the fire the fire still burns,. The heart grows older but never ever learns. The memories smolder and the soul always yearns,. After the fire the fire still burns. . I heard a voice asking
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After the fire the fire still burns,. The heart grows older but never ever learns. The memories smolder and the soul always yearns,. After the fire the fire still burns. . I heard a voice asking