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We dream of ways to break these,. Iron bars. We dream of black nights without,. Moon or stars. We dream of tunnels and of,. Sleeping guards. We dream of blackouts in the,. Prison yard
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my share of hustlers. As they try to take the world. When they find their melody. They're surrounded by the girls But it all fades so quickly. Like a sunny summer day. Reporters ask you questions
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York state of mind. . It was so easy livin' day by day. Out of touch with the rhythym and blues. But now I need a little give and take. The New York Times, the Daily News. . It comes down to
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Bài hát Golden Days - Panic! at the Disco. I found a pile of Polaroids. In the crates of a record shop. They were sexy, sexy looking back. From a night that time forgot. Boy he was something debonair
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Mistress of the starry night. Is rising, fall prey to her might. The temptress rising. Moon dancing in her veils. Shaking the soul way deep inside. The curse prevails the haunted mind. Crying
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Last night I dreamt of you my friend. Of how you cried and said we intertwine. The vivid dream screams loud and clear. Of the dead of your emotions. I do think I'm attracted to. Broken hearted souls
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Bài hát I'll Sleep When I'm Dead - Bon Jovi. Seven days of saturday . Is all that I need . Got no use for Sunday . 'Cause I don't rest in peace . Don't need no Mondays . Or the rest of the week . I
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Bài hát I'll Sleep When I'm Dead - Bon Jovi. Seven days of saturday . Is all that I need . Got no use for Sunday . 'Cause I don't rest in peace . Don't need no Mondays . Or the rest of the week . I
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Love myself, it's not a sin. I can't control what's happenin'. 'Cause I just discovered. Imaginations taking over. Another day without a lover. The more I come to understand. The touch of my hand. From
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Love myself, it's not a sin. I can't control what's happenin'. 'Cause I just discovered. Imaginations taking over. Another day without a lover. The more I come to understand. The touch of my hand. From
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Love myself, it's not a sin. I can't control what's happenin'. 'Cause I just discovered. Imaginations taking over. Another day without a lover. The more I come to understand. The touch of my hand. From
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might get to Heaven at a half a mile a day Lord, when I let You lead, I dont make any speed. 'Cos I have to stop and touch the ones who need so much. And then sometimes others pull me off of Your narrow
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. Reflect in the stream. They sparkle and shimmer. A star from on high. Falls out of the sky. And slowly grows dimmer. . The leaves from the trees. All dance in the breeze. And float on the ripples
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be when they come. 7 days to the poison. And a place in heaven. Time drawing near as they come to take us. . This is my church of choice. Love's
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be when they come. 7 days to the poison. And a place in heaven. Time drawing near as they come to take us. . This is my church of choice. Love's
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I will take it to the wire now. Until every race is run. I'll go straight into the fire now. Until every day is done. . Voices say, break away. Live the night as if each moment. Was the only
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. Within the eyes a deathlike calm,. And eye to eye we recognize our own. . WHOAH- With death of day within the few. This inversion shall bring anew,. That of nights that since have gone unknown
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We can talk all night, we can talk all day. We can play charades when there is nothing to say. You turn me on to the idea of growing old. I can make you angry you can make me a smile. We can make
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, on Bastille day. He dances in the tide. . By the light of the moon. He's a Frenchman for the night. By the light of the moon. It'll be all right. . Well it takes him back. To the days of love
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GO! Conflict, terror, hear the noise. You're on the edge of a nerve-racking force. Oh, my god, here's the fight. Never siege, never riot, must defy. Well look at me, what do you see?. Another
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GO! Conflict, terror, hear the noise. You're on the edge of a nerve-racking force. Oh, my god, here's the fight. Never siege, never riot, must defy. Well look at me, what do you see?. Another
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They used to say we were born to lose. That we'd never make it. Our whole lives through that we'd be stuck. In this dead end town With the whole world against us. We set out on our own to find
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Bài hát Spanish Bombs - The Clash. Spanish songs in Andalucia. The shooting sites in the days of '39. Oh, please, leave the vendanna open. Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone. Bullet holes in the
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Spanish songs in Andalucia. The shooting sites in the days of '39. Oh, please, leave the vendanna open. Fredrico Lorca is dead and gone. Bullet holes in the cemetery walls. The black cars of the
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In the still of the night. As I gaze out of my window. And the moon in its flight. All thoughts, all stray to you In the still of the night. While the world lies in slumber. Oh, the times
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Now the day is over. Night is drawing on. Shadows are beneathing. Steal across the sky. Give to little children. Visions sweeter thee. Guard the sailors all sing. On the deep blue sea When the
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Bài hát Colours Of The Wind - Alexa Curtis. You think you own whatever land you land on . The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim . But if you know every rock and tree and creature . Has a life
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Bài hát Colours Of The Wind - Alexa Curtis. You think you own whatever land you land on . The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim . But if you know every rock and tree and creature . Has a life
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whole world is gone for dead. 'Cos I can't get it out of my head Breakdown on the shoreline. Can't move, I feel paralyzed. Morning don't get here tonight. Searching for her silver light And I can't
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An unforeseen future nestled somewhere in time. Unsuspecting victims no warnings no signs. Judgment day the second coming arrives. Before you see the light you must die. . Forgotten children
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leave your number, and we'll call you,. You know your problems, ain't exactly new,. The wrong side of the fold,. Your touch has turned to gold,. Whatever happened to your life?. Stone Dead Forever
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survive. If they could spend a day or two. Walking in someone else's shoes. I think they'd stumble and they'd fall. They would fall. (Fall) Lifestyles of the rich and the famous. They're always
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me. You can tell her that I'm easily found. Tell her there's a spot out 'neath Abram's Bridge. And tell her there's a darkness on the edge of town. There's a darkness on the edge of town
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me. You can tell her that I'm easily found. Tell her there's a spot out 'neath Abram's Bridge. And tell her there's a darkness on the edge of town. There's a darkness on the edge of town
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brand new day. The sun is shinning. It's a brand new day. For the first time. In such a long long time. I know. I'll be ok. Most kind of stories. Save the best part for last. Most stories have a hero who
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up on my ladder and you'll get beat down Hash bar style so I'm singin' day glow. Wakin' up the dead like Serpent and the Rainbow. Jeff Spicoli roll me another hay. The Fish that Saved Pittsburgh