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You don't need your name in bright lights, you're a rock star. And some thin foil with a glass pipe is your guitar, now, yes it is. Little Angela suffers delusions from these high times. She's
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Song Predictable. Artist Good Charlotte. Something isn't right. I can feel it again, feel it again. This isn't the first time. That you left me waiting. Sad excuses and false hopes high. I saw this
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Song Predictable. Artist Good Charlotte. Something isn't right. I can feel it again, feel it again. This isn't the first time. That you left me waiting. Sad excuses and false hopes high. I saw this
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Flyin' high on a feelin'. Flyin' high. Flyin' high on a good thing. Flyin' high on your love I knew we could make it from the beginning. The first time I saw you passing by, whoa. To me it was
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Flyin' high on a feelin'. Flyin' high. Flyin' high on a good thing. Flyin' high on your love I knew we could make it from the beginning. The first time I saw you passing by, whoa. To me it was
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Cause I'm So High Right Now (whoaa). I'm So High Right Now (ohhwhoaa) Somebody Shot Me, Eh. Now I'm Never Gonna Feel The Same. It's Really Got Me, Eh. And It's Running Off Through My Veins And I
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Black sun rising, new day dawning. I'm defying, I'm destroying. We are on the same high you and I. Open on the same page no sunrise Tender talons, chase horizons. Masquerading, black sun rising
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High upon a mountain top. Where the eagle builds his nest. I shall go wandering. Trying to put my mind at rest. And I shall never cease. Until the day I die He was once a friend of mine. But I
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High upon a mountain top. Where the eagle builds his nest. I shall go wandering. Trying to put my mind at rest. And I shall never cease. Until the day I die He was once a friend of mine. But I
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living in? High times, dig the new domain. Living through high times, just don't crash my spiritual plane Little snow white, she was hungry. Told to go out and graft for it. At the end of the rainbow
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I don't care much for smokin' weed. You know, I'm a man of a different breed. I don't thrive on drinking alcohol. 'Sides, I'm feelin' much too tall Gettin' high, gettin' high, gettin' high. And I
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Bài hát High Hopes - David Gilmour. Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young. In a world of magnets and miracles. Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary. The ringing
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