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When the world has turned. Paralyzed and wrong. Cold-blooded claws never offer. Anything at all Past the point of love. Shattered and untied. Waiting to pick up the pieces. That make it out
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mind Slow, she's burnin' in your soul. With whispers in your ear. It's okay I'll give it anyway. Just get me out of here. You'll plead, you'll get down on your knees. For just another taste. And
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, or so people say. But now this emptiness haunts me every day We seek the lion's share never knowing why. Come alive spread your wings and fly Pieces of eight, the search for the money tree. Don't
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Bài hát Molly's Chambers - Kings Of Leon . Free, that's all that she could bleed. That's why she'll never stay. White, bare naked in the night. And lookin' for some play. Just another girl that
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picture your face at the back of my eyes. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize. Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness. A thousand ships couldn't sail me back
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picture your face at the back of my eyes. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize. Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness. A thousand ships couldn't sail me back
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And I could see it clearly. Once when you were here with me. And now somehow. All that's left are pieces of a dream And now I'm lost. In restless nights. Just a whisper of the life. That we
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And I could see it clearly. Once when you were here with me. And now somehow. All that's left are pieces of a dream And now I'm lost. In restless nights. Just a whisper of the life. That we
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Song The Hand Of John L. Sullivan - Flogging Molly. I am the man with the plan to shake the hand of John L. Sullivan. Fighter till the end, Legend he will be. and if any man should ask, if any man
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Like pieces of a dream. All shattered on a screen. Reflected in the shade. (Reflected in the shade). Explore this new landscape Like pieces of a dream. Disturbingly surreal. (Disturbingly
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tiPieces of Dreams. arBarbra Streisand. alWhat Matters Most - Barbra Streisand Sings the Lyrics of Alan & Marilyn Bergman. Pieces of Dreams. Little boy lost. In search of little boy found. You go on
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tiPieces of Dreams. arBarbra Streisand. alWhat Matters Most - Barbra Streisand Sings the Lyrics of Alan & Marilyn Bergman. Pieces of Dreams. Little boy lost. In search of little boy found. You go on
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. Could leave you further astray. And as for fishing in streams. For pieces of dreams. Those pieces will never fit. What is the sense of it. Little boy blue. Don't let your little sheep roam. It's
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. Could leave you further astray. And as for fishing in streams. For pieces of dreams. Those pieces will never fit. What is the sense of it. Little boy blue. Don't let your little sheep roam. It's
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You got me holding on, holding on, holding on. To the pieces of a dream. You got me holding on, holding on, holding on. To the pieces of a dream Before you go, I'd like to say. You give me so
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parts. But I guess, I threw the best parts away. Away, away Lord, the pieces of my life. They're everywhere, they're everywhere. And the one I miss most of all. Is you and you know who Lookin' back
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Pieces of 79 and 15. Drifting along a jumbly scene. Pieces of 79 and 15. Drifting along a jumbly scene. . 79. Out of work people. Sitting on top of a barberous pole. Strippers who like it and
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and made a mess. . I picture your face in the back of my eyes,. A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize,. Anna-molly, anna-molly, anna-molly. . A cloud hangs over,. And mutes my happiness,. A
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Pieces of mind. See how they ran. Prizes of sun. Still to be won. When the life is made of straw. Waves that pound against the door. Leave me at the place of throw it away throw it away. Leave
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Pieces of mind. See how they ran. Prizes of sun. Still to be won. When the life is made of straw. Waves that pound against the door. Leave me at the place of throw it away throw it away. Leave
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2 pieces of drama. The hammer's 'bout to fall. 2 pieces of drama. There's gunplay in the hall Make peace with your momma. The consequence is dire. 2 pieces of drama. Boy, you know not to play
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house of blue light. Good golly, miss Molly, sure like to ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call. I am going to the corner, gonna buy a diamond ring. When she hugs me and
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Song Molly Bán (Bawn) . Singer Alison Krauss. Come all ye young fellas. That handle a gun. Beware of night rambling. By the setting of the sun. And beware of an accident. That happened of late
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night. You can see Miss Molly rockin' at the house of blue lights The good Golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin', can't hear your momma call Well, momma, poppa told me
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of you, pieces of me. We fit together perfectly, and I am falling. Now I'm falling for pieces of you. Verse 2. The way you hit my heart,I know it's not logical. It's like an arrow shot through the
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Bài hát Pieces Of Me - 3 Doors Down. An open door I can't walk through. Cause I can't leave behind all these things that I knew. They're all gone. And I've lost track. Of all the ones I loved and
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. Only pieces of the night. And is it any wonder in the middle of the crowd. If you let your feet get trampled on. When the music is that loud. But you wanted to be where you are. But it looked much
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. Only pieces of the night. And is it any wonder in the middle of the crowd. If you let your feet get trampled on. When the music is that loud. But you wanted to be where you are. But it looked much
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try, we burn,. And then we try and try again,. When the troubles come,. When we're not so strong. We need to breathe to carry on,. Still looking for pieces of heaven Cat in a box,. Watching the
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Well, it happened up in detroit. It was my kind of town. We heard the audience screaming. When they brought the houselights down. Blind anticipation was felt from afar. The kids were going crazy
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, early night. You can see Miss Molly rockin' at the house of blue lights. Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin', can't hear your Momma call Well, now Momma, Poppa
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end, then we turn to rust -. To the sands of the shore. White doves in flight - peace to war -. But, tell me why the peacemakers fall. Must we bury any more?. The hush of the crowd as the horse
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early night. You can see Miss Molly rockin' at the house of blue. Lights. Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball. When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma. Call. . Well, now momma
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end and then we turn we must. To the sands of the shore. White doves then fly. Peace to all. Tell me why the peacemakers fall. Must we bury anymore A hush in the crowd as the horse rode by. Black
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you, yeah I owe you. Looking for the pieces. The pieces, the pieces So many years, too many ties. To cut with just one old blunt knife. You're standing in the wee of light. And you can step out