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. That I built myself, it is my religion. And they say that I am the sick boy. Easy to say, when you don't take the risk, boy. Welcome to the narcissism. Yeah, we're united under our indifference. And I'm
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that he's just another. Of the kiddies freaking out. But they pay him off in acid. Cos he's a downtown talent scout He's got your name. And he's got your face. He's got your ex-old lady's place
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written in his eyes . Now the cannons are silent . His friends are all gone, gotta put it all behind him . If he ever wants to find his way home . He's the last rebel on the road. Just a boy with his old
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( andrew bown ) Famous in the last century. The last century. Famous in the last century Night and day. Fire and rain. Jailhouse rock and penny lane. All the laughter and the pain Of the last
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. Nothing takin' control of me. Gotta set me free in Bamesis. Everything looking like fantasy. When it's you and me, we are masterpiece. Rampage parade, let's stay, let's be the last to leave. Black shades
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way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph today He'll always be twenty-three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing Bah bah bah bah bah. Bah bah bah bah bah
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. Talk of the way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph. He'll always be twenty three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing. . There's no mistake. I smell
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this longing in my heart. I knew it right from the start. CHORUS. Oh my pretty pretty boy. I love you. Like I never ever loved no one before you. Pretty pretty boy you're mine. Just tell me you love me
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. Malhaebwa yeah neukkyeobwa mm mm. Take him to the sky. You know I hype you boy. Nuneul gama. Malhaebwa yeah neukkyeobwa mm mm. Take him to the sky. You know I hype you boy. Jame deullyeogo jame deullyeo haedo
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Bài hát The Little Boy That Santa Claus Forgot - Alex Harvey, His Soul Band. Christmas comes but once a year for every girl and boy. The laughter and the joy they find in each new toy. I'll tell you
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. I should've known better. You broke my heart again (again). Boy, you blew it. How could you do it, do it, oh, yeah?. But last Christmas. I gave you my heart, gave you my heart. But the very next day
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I feel like a boy with a problem. I can't believe what we've forgotten. And I even slapped your face and made you cry It's the last thing I want to do. Pull the curtains on me and you. Pull the
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you're planning. Street boy You go home but you can't stay. Because something's always pulling you away. Your fast hellos and quick goodbyes. You're just a street boy. With the streetlights in your
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You should know the way I feel. I thought you were all alone. Cause you told me that you missed me on the telephone. Boy I can't explain the way I feel right now BRIDGE. You and I have been
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. Talk of the way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph. He'll always be twenty three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing. . There's no mistake. I smell
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. Talk of the way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph. He'll always be twenty three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing. . There's no mistake. I smell
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(Andrew Bown). . The radio. The vinyl disc. The jukebox chart. The hit and miss. And all the stars that went with this. . In the last century. Last century. Famous in the last century
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most?. Why do we do this? It must be the angels on a rampage. They're taking matters into their own hands. They're making us do what we don't want. Making me say I'm moving on. Must be the angels on
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After the last tear falls. After the last secret's told. After the last bullet tears through flesh and bone. After the last child starves. And the last girl walks the boulevard. After the last
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. Talk of the way they saw him last. Local boy in the photograph. He'll always be twenty three. Yet the train runs on and on. Past the place they found his clothing. . There's no mistake. I smell
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tiThe Music Or The Misery. arFall Out Boy. alFrom Under The Cork Tree. Fall Out Boy-The Music Or The Misery". I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,. In my aching head, I got my kisses
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Bài hát One Last Time - Ariana Grande. I was a liar. I gave into the fire. I know I should've fought it. At least I'm being honest. Feel like a failure. 'Cause I know that I failed you. I should've
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me too far. You might wake up screamin'. In the trunk of my car. Loosen up my screws. Time to light my fuse. I'M GOIN' ON A RAMPAGE!!. Mayhem disarray. I'M GOING ON A RAMPAGE!!. So ya best get out' my
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eyes. Believe me when I tell you this. Baby boy it's the last time. I'm ever gonna cry these tears. I'm never gonna hear your lies. So listen while I make it clear. In case you didn't hear. This
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After the last tear falls. After the last secret's told. After the last bullet tears through flesh and bone. After the last child starves. And the last girl walks the boulevard. After the last
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bring you down. Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy. Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy You take back what you said now. That's the last time I cry. You tell me what it is to be a friend now
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bring you down. Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy. Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy You take back what you said now. That's the last time I cry. You tell me what it is to be a friend now
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bring you down. Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy. Life ain't pretty for a dog faced boy You take back what you said now. That's the last time I cry. You tell me what it is to be a friend now
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Take you back to a cotton field. In the heart of lousiana. Little boy about nine years old. Sings a song in the heat of the day. Mama cried when her little boy sang. She knew he could be someone
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your heart. And bring it on to me Come on boy. You mean the world to me. Come on boy. I love you secretly. I dream each night. That you are gonna hold me tight Come on boy, come on boy. And take
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your heart. And bring it on to me Come on boy. You mean the world to me. Come on boy. I love you secretly. I dream each night. That you are gonna hold me tight Come on boy, come on boy. And take
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welcome home my boy. Last night I dreamed of Heaven and it filled my heart with joy I heard the angels singing songs of peace and rest. And then there was a silence, each eye looked toward the west
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grown up. And I? Ve turned into a man. . Drop the boy drop the boy. I? M a man, yes I am. But they still call me boy. Drop the boy drop the boy. I? M a man, yes I am. And I? Ll be jumping for joy
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grown up. And I? Ve turned into a man. . Drop the boy drop the boy. I? M a man, yes I am. But they still call me boy. Drop the boy drop the boy. I? M a man, yes I am. And I? Ll be jumping for joy