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shadow tonight. Out of the light. My shadow is walking. In front of me. The longer the night. The shorter my leash. And it's a long, long night. And I hope I'm not. Losing my life tonight. And it's all
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Song Magic In Atmosphere - Barathrum. magical light in her eyes. in her eyes, in her eyes. ablooming beauty in her eyes. mistress with deep dark hair. arose from the mist of night. rose with her
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remains the same. Similar to the sun after the rain. (A thousand years from now we'll be still putting it down my baby) Baby girl in other words for ever more. I'll be here (I'll be here). Cause, my
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remains the same. Similar to the sun after the rain. (A thousand years from now we'll be still putting it down my baby) Baby girl in other words for ever more. I'll be here (I'll be here). Cause, my
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mind. I wanted to hustle for bread,. instead of writin rhymes. So I said to hell with it. Instead of stayin away from drugs. I was sellin itI was out all day until the job was done. Instead of
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celebrate around the world, all from the comfort of our own backyard!. Ev'ry corner of the world, yeah!. Band and Crowd 'Cause it's summer, summer all over the world!. Ev'ry boy and ev'ry girl,. Jump up and
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to the radio. Yeah, jivin' to the sounds of. Chuck Berry and Fats Domino. Now some people thing he is out of his mind. But he hasn't gone far. He down by the sea on the sand in the wind. Out of
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. That it's taken to get here now. . Ba da dum. . So go ahead and bang a gong. Nothing can drown. Out the sound. And the whisper of my love. . And I think I like how. The day sounds. Like how
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In the early dawn the Bishop's men. Shivered in the damp. But the shiver came not from the cold. And spread throughout the camp The trembling horses sensed the fear. Of silent thoughtful men
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, will it fade way out of sight. Just like the moon growing dim on the rim of the hill. In the chill, chill, still of the night, of the night
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Runnin' runnin' from home,. Breakin' ties that you'd grown. Catchin' dreams from the clouds The city sounds burn your soul. Turn your head to the cries. Of loneliness in the night Just like a fly
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Bài hát Sounds Of Summer - Dierks Bentley. It's a tractor firin' up. Kids playin' in a field. Four wheels gettin' stuck. A line singin' out a fishin' reel. It's a cooler slidin' in the bed of a
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remains the same. Similar to the sun after the rain. (A thousand years from now we'll be still putting it down my baby) Baby girl in other words for ever more. I'll be here (I'll be here). Cause, my
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In the early dawn the Bishops' men. Shivered in the damp. But the shiver came not from the cold. And spread throughout the camp. The trembling horses sensed the fear. Of silent thoughtful men
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, I've done been in hell and back. Me running out of guns, nah never heard of that. I ain't never ran from a gunfight. This is you and me Mano Y Mano your damn right. Hook Sage The Gemini. Don't act like
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storm passes by Till the storm passes over, till the thunder sounds no more. Till the clouds roll forever from the sky. Hold me fast, let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand. Keep me safe till the storm
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wrong in this cold lone city. No one knows where your from). . Woohoo woohoo woohoo. . Oh the camera pulls away to show a hidden alleyway. Of broken bags and dreams by Turkish cafes. Where the
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wrong in this cold lone city. No one knows where your from). . Woohoo woohoo woohoo. . Oh the camera pulls away to show a hidden alleyway. Of broken bags and dreams by Turkish cafes. Where the
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Jesus calling for His own, His chosen one. It sounds so sweet, the Lord was saying. "Are you lost in sin forever more?" We've strayed so far, from the word of God. This sinful path, too long we've trod
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. From dusk till dawn. We lost ourselves in the arms of this crowd. We spill out our lungs, exhale this night out. All we really want is right now. We’re never going home. Never gonna be alone. 1 when we
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When the party is cold, we bring the heat. Lethal with the mic pyro technics. Amaze the crowd, yo, and pump up the track. Pick it up, pic it up, pic it up, back. Chorus. Match in the gas tank
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love. In the name of love. What more in the name of love. . (nobody like you. ). . Early morning, april 4. Shot rings out in the memphis sky. Free at last, they took your life. They could not
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silence . And the people bowed and prayed . To the neon God they made. . And the sign flashed out its warning, . In the words that it was forming. . And the signs said, the words of the prophets . Are
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in the bathroom. Manager can't find the key. I pity that man but from where I stand. It's lookin' like the prisoner is me Chorus. So won'tcha kick it in now second wind. We got two more hours to
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Bài hát Somebody Out There - The Calling. Well the scene begins, a little girl is crying . And the light in the hallway is *** . And the sits right back, thinks of the reason . Why nothing will fall
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. How I stared. In that crowd of thousands. Then I started to run. And to call out her name. As the crowd on the road went wild. I reached out with my hand. And looked up. And then she smiled. The parade
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. An windshield full of blood. No enemy in sight. It feels like in a movie scenes are passing by. It's your life. The good die young. There might be no tomorrow. In god we trust. Through all this pain
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The voice asleep, the voice has vanished. From the top of the sky to the place below. Touch the surface and the mirror bends. Your words resound, out of control. Freeze into time now Still inside
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Baby, everything's alright. Uptight, out of sight. Baby, everything's alright. Uptight, out of sight I'm a poor man's son, from across the railroad tracks. The only shirt I own is hangin' on my
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Baby, everything's alright. Uptight, out of sight. Baby, everything's alright. Uptight, out of sight I'm a poor man's son, from across the railroad tracks. The only shirt I own is hangin' on my
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(Ray Sawyer/Dennis Locorriere/Ron Haffkine) He stands tall in his handmade boots. Pretty little girls all around. Black was the shade of his nudie suit. And when he sang there was not a sound From
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decline. I'm leaving this world behind. Never again. No more pain. I feel the taste from the nectars of Eden. I am leaving this world of utopia. No more sadness cause I'm on my way. In a state unacquainted
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So breath in, breath out. Breath in, breath out. . Can you feel what I'm feeling now. Every dark cloud's gone away out of sight. Can you feel the relief inside. Every tension dissapeared over
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concrete. Meditate with all the bums on Vine Street. No more running, no more hiding in the house of the dead. I think I'll grow some dreads. . I believe in the sanctity of dreams. No more running from
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concrete. Meditate with all the bums on Vine Street. No more running, no more hiding in the house of the dead. I think I'll grow some dreads. . I believe in the sanctity of dreams. No more running from
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(Troubadour troubadour troubadour). The troubadour the troubadour sings from his heart. The song that's the hit of the show. Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar alone in the bright