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I've got a secret, I cannot say. Blame all the movement to give it away. You've got somethin, I understand. Holding it tightly, caught on command. Leap of faith, do you doubt?. Cut you in, I
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. There's a someone who can soothe me To me you are a work of art. And I would give you my heart. But that's if I had one I see the world and it makes me puke. But then I look at you. And know that
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what they'll never feel . Oh, the pitiless revenge of those without friends . The pitiless, the pitiless revenge. . Art-hounds know what's around . Because they've seen it somewhere written down
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question their blackness. They call themselves black but we'll see if they'll play this Turn it up, bring the noise. Turn it up, bring the noise Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me. My deejay is
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I've got a secret, I cannot say. Blame all the movement to give it away. You've got somethin, I understand. Holding it tightly, caught on command. Leap of faith, do you doubt?. Cut you in, I
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High priest of rhythmic noise. Living inside of me. I have been goin' round in circles. And I've considered first degree Just a singer in a mind choir. Lives on harmony. If the song don't change
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Oh Lord my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. Now I see the stars and I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my
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Oh Lord my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. Now I see the stars and I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my
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Oh Lord, my God when I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made. I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder. Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my soul my
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Bài hát The Sound Of Silence - Art Garfunkel. Hello Darkness my old friend,. I've come to talk with you again,. Because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I. was sleeping and the vision
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you out. One day, it's gon' burn you. I'm with the homies right now Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota. A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda. Janky stash box when the
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you out. One day, it's gon' burn you. I'm with the homies right now Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota. A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda. Janky stash box when the
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you out. One day, it's gon' burn you. I'm with the homies right now Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota. A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda. Janky stash box when the
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hiding Cause everything is noise. Everything is screaming out. Everything has come alive, oh. But I'm getting lost in the sound. I need to hear Your voice. Reminding me that at the end of the day. No
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the chosen. This is the art of ruin. This is the resolution. The end of all progress. The death of evolution. It bleeds all life away. It bleeds all life away.
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ain't overreacting, you really are a masterpiece. (Piece of art, you're a piece of art, aah). Oh, oh oh oh. Oh, oh oh oh. Oh, oh oh oh. Oh, oh oh oh. I've never seen a human so hypnotic. The way you smoke
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convenience stores. What could we want but more more more?. From the third world. To the corporate core. We are a symphony of modern humanity. . If we're adding to the noise. Turn off this song. If
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question their blackness. They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this Turn it up! Bring the noise!. Turn it up! Bring the noise! Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me. My deejay
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question their blackness. They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this Turn it up! Bring the noise!. Turn it up! Bring the noise! Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me. My deejay
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question their blackness. They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this Turn it up! Bring the noise!. Turn it up! Bring the noise! Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me. My deejay
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question their blackness. They call themselves black but we'll see if they'll play this Turn it up, bring the noise. Turn it up, bring the noise Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me. My deejay is
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of dance I think about tomorrow. Please let me sleep as I slip down the window. Freshly squashed fly. You mean nothing, you mean nothing I can lose myself in Chinese art and American girls. All the
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?. Then sings my soul my Saviour God to Thee. How great Thou art, how great Thou art? When Christ shall come with shout of Acclamation. And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart?. Then I shall bow
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. Radio stations I question their blackness. They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this. . Chorus Turn it up! Bring the noise!x2. . Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
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. Turn up the signal. Wipe out the noise Send out the signals deep and loud Man I'm losing sound and sight. Of all those who can tell me wrong from right. When all things beautiful and bright. Sink in
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Trapped in heaven life style (locked in long kesh). New looking out for pleasure (h-block torture). It's at the end of the rainbow (white noise in). The happy ever after (a white room). . Dirt
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Song How Great Thou Art - Joey, Rory. O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder. Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;. I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder. Thy power throughout the
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