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. And a womans lies makes a life like mine. O the day we met, I went astray. I started rolling down that lost highway. . I was just a lad, nearly 22. Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you. And
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laid on canvas. That can describe the stark and utter horror of the night that Annabel died. The emptiness will haunt you. ). This is a nightmare, is my Annabel really gone?. My eyes are stung by
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22, 22. It seems like one of those nights. This place is too crowded too many cool kids. It seems like one of those nights. We ditch the whole scene and end up dreaming instead of sleeping. Yeaaaah
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I had 22 dreams last night. And you were in 21. The last one I saved for myself. Just to save my soul I got this scene by a fireplace. I lose control and Im in that place. I had 22 dreams last
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Bài hát Em Đang Ép Anh - KindyA, Quân Đao, Phuc. Pin. Ver quân đao. Em đang ép anh phải tạo cái vỏ bề ngoài rằng mình đang yêu nhau . Em đang ép anh phải nói cho cả thế giới biết rằng tim mình đau
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highway. . Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine. And a womans lies makes a life like mine. O the day we met, I went astray. I started rolling down that lost highway. . I was just a lad, nearly 22
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a woman's lies makes a life like mine. Oh, the day we met, I went astray. I started rolling down that lost highway I was just a lad, nearly 22. Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you. And now
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, nearly 22. Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you. And now I'm lost, too late to pray. Lord, I paid the cost, on a lost highway. . Now boys don't start to ramblin' round. On this road of sin are
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saint. I can't wash away the blood on my hands. I'm in need of grace. And this is my confession. I'm fighting off depression. I look fine, but look behind my eyes. I'm pacing round the kitchen. I'm tryna
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for me. Somewhere between darkness and light. And the gray where we live between wrong and right. Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river. You love me a saint or a sinner. From hellbent and chasing
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the answer for me. Somewhere between darkness and light. And the gray where we live between wrong and right. Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river. You love me a saint or a sinner. From hellbent
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It's the darkest hour, you're 22. The voice of youth, the hour of dread. It's the darkest hour, and your voice is new. Love is lost, and lost is love. . Your country's new, your friends are new
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Song Saint To A Sinner - Loretta Lynn. You put a halo and wings around me. Now you say that I have gone bad. But while you were busy with business and booze. I lost the wings and the halo I had. You
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. Either way, you are the answer for me. Somewhere between darkness and light. And the gray where we live between wrong and right. Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river. You love me a saint or a sinner
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Come make your complaint to Bootleg Saint. (He's been gone, keepin' on, keepin' on for your freedom). Black boots, brown skin, he's chemical roots. He's taking back the city one sinner at a time
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Well, I'm alone and feeling lost. If I could only have it all. Then I'd be alright. 'Cause I can't see who I really am. Through all the doubt I'm living in. But I'll know it, yeah. Right before
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One two three four. (Ooh oh) (Ooo ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick). Well way up north where the air gets cold. There's a tale about Christmas. That you've all been told. And a real famous cat
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Hammer and a nail. Hammer and a nail. Saint behind the glass. Holds a hammer and a nail Baby in his arms. Baby in his arms. Saint behind the glass. Has a baby in his arms Watches me sleep
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stories, the kids call him Jimmy the Saint. Well, that blaze-and-noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin' point. He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point. And there's
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tiThe More I See You. arMichael Buble. alIt's Time. 00-10. 00The More I See You. 00-05. 22. The more I see you. The more I want you. Somehow this feeling. Just grows and grows. Michael Buble. With
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You're the one. We jump for joy whenever. Oh so jolly. Ol' Saint Nicholas passes by. Spreadin' spirit with a twinklin' eye Ol' Saint Nicholas. Over head. You hang a twig of merry misteltoe and
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gonna stare you down. You cook much better on a lower flame. You burn much better when the sun goes down And heaven can wait. But you ought to be a saint. I've got your very best intentions. Helping
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about the deadlines. It's time, oh-oh. Chorus. I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 22. Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you. You don't know about me, but I'll bet you want to
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lettin go. Out on this open road. It\'s independence day on this lost highway. Hey hey. Hey, hey. Oh patron saint of lonely souls. Tell this boy which way to go. Guide the car, you\'ve got the keys
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I lost the sunshine and roses. I lost the heavens of blue. I lost the beautiful rainbow. I lost the morning dew I lost the angel who gave me summer. The whole winter through. I lost the gladness
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I was lost in the dark. And the fear was in my heart. All around me the forest and the rain. Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night. I must be getting near Saint Peter's Gate When
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tiTHE LOST CHILDREN. arMichael Jackson. al. offset500. THE LOST CHILDREN. Michael Jackson. We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers. Wishing our families well. We sing songs for the wishing, of
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tiTHE LOST CHILDREN. arMichael Jackson. al. offset500. THE LOST CHILDREN. Michael Jackson. We pray for our fathers, pray for our mothers. Wishing our families well. We sing songs for the wishing, of
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. So I walk into the dead of night. Where my monsters like to hide. Chaos feels so good inside. Now I know. I've lost, I've lost. I've lost control again. Always do the same and I'm to blame. I've lost
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Long lost, long lost lover of mine. Lover of mine. I've been waiting, anticipating. The day you return. Long lost, long lost lover of mine. It's good to see you. I really need you here with me
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Bài hát Lost in the Supermarket - The Clash. I'm all lost in the supermarket. I can no longer shop happily. I came in here for that special offer. A guaranteed personality I wasn't born so much as
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Bài hát Lost in the Supermarket - The Clash. I'm all lost in the supermarket. I can no longer shop happily. I came in here for that special offer. A guaranteed personality I wasn't born so much as
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"Don't that man look pretty". The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity". Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk grittyIt's so hard to be a saint in the city. I was the king if the alley
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Lost on the river, dark is the night. Just like the blind, praying for site. Drifting alone, heart filled with fright. I'm lost on the river the river of life Once dear I thought I knew the way