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mine, you are mine. Her hair hangs in swollen strings. I'm choking on her, it feels so sickening. I make the faces that make you cry. I want you more when you're afraid of. My disease, disease is
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You're looking for the right strings. Want to make a sound that sticks. . My voice is looking for words. And tones. That might wander around for a while. . I leave a little of me for later on
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evil's coming round. They should be frightened. (Frightened) 'Cause now the boys are back in town. No strings to hold them down, down Don't be mad, please, stop the hating. Just be glad that they'll be
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Daddy's little soldier boy. Mama's little pride and joy. Both hands on her apron strings. "don't you touch that dirty thing". A warning signal from above. Inspection with a clean white glove
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guitar strings. Mow the yard just the same as I did yesterday. I don't need to waste my time crying over you. I got better things to do. . Maybe when I don't have so much going. Or quite so many
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Daddy's little soldier boy. Mama's little pride and joy. Both hands on her apron strings. "don't you touch that dirty thing". A warning signal from above. Inspection with a clean white glove
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guitar strings. Mow the yard just the same as I did yesterday. I don't need to waste my time crying over you. I got better things to do. . Maybe when I don't have so much going. Or quite so many
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B-E-A-T The B,. The E,. The A,. The T Can you feel it?. The B, the E, the A, the T Can you feel it?. Can you spark it?. Can you get it? Can you feel it?. Close my eyes to feel the beat Can you
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B-E-A-T The B,. The E,. The A,. The T Can you feel it?. The B, the E, the A, the T Can you feel it?. Can you spark it?. Can you get it? Can you feel it?. Close my eyes to feel the beat Can you
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B-E-A-T The B,. The E,. The A,. The T Can you feel it?. The B, the E, the A, the T Can you feel it?. Can you spark it?. Can you get it? Can you feel it?. Close my eyes to feel the beat Can you
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Bài hát The Nights - Avicii. Hey, once upon a younger year. When all our shadows disappeared. The animals inside came out to play. Hey, when face to face with all our fears. Learned our lessons
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Take back the holly and mistletoe. Silver bells on strings. If I wrote a letter to Santa Claus. I would ask for just one thing. I don't need sleigh rides in the snow. Don't want a Christmas that's
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Silver bells, silver bells. It's Christmas time in the city. Ring-a-ling, hear them ring. Soon it'll be Christmas day Strings of street lights, even stop lights, blink a bright red and green. As the
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you'll hear. . Silver bells, silver bells. It's Christmas time in the city. Ring a ling, hear them sing. Soon it will be Christmas day. . Strings of street lights. Even stop lights blink a bright
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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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. Too long, the strings have been still. I never knew what you wanted. I guess that I never will Like a Phoenix. I have risen from the flames. Like a Phoenix. I have risen from the flames. No more