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birds of prey Taking the blue pill only made you cry. And all that the red pill did was make you forget why. There is no right, there's no wrong. You only see what you want When you are out with the
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in fields of gold. See the west wind move like a lover so upon the fields of barley. Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth among the fields of gold. I never made promises lightly and there have
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lie in fields of gold. See the west wind move like a lover so upon the fields of barley. Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth among the fields of gold I never made promises lightly and there
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dice, not always a winner. You say I've been lucky, well I've made my own. Not part of the crowd, but not feeling alone Under pressure, but not bent out of shape. Surrounded, we always found an escape
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'Twas a life filled with aimless desperation. Without hope walked the shell of a man;. Then a hand with a nailprint stretched downward,. Just one touch then a new life began. Chorus And the old
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rather be here Hello down there, the mooring made of sailors in the air. Keeping the midnight stars held high. We are captains of the sky. Waving goodbye Hello down there, the mooring made of sailors in
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You came to me. From out of nowhere. You took my heart. And found it free. Wonderful dreams. Wonderful schemes. From nowhere. Made every hour. Sweet as a flower to me. And if you should go
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Bài hát Memories Are Made Of This - Johnny Cash. Take one fresh and tender kiss. Add one stolen night of bliss. One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy. Memories are made of this Don't forget a
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out loud. When you talk to me I'll hear you out. I wanna space it out too close, move on out. It's all around for you to see, yeah, it's all I wanna see. But there's such a lot of baggage You got us
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out loud. When you talk to me I'll hear you out. I wanna space it out too close, move on out. It's all around for you to see, yeah, it's all I wanna see. But there's such a lot of baggage You got us
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punk contact. combat, doubt that can so you contract. close casket, with the eight by ten. sittin on top of the coffin. never again * with made men. Your last breath, the kiss of death, from the
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Song Made In America - Toby Keith. My old man's that old man,. Spent his life livin' off the land. Dirty hands, and a clean soul. It breaks his heart seein' foreign cars. Filled with fuel that
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Yeah. (To da break of dawn) All my *** involved as we get funky. Rhymes so bizarre everybody knows. When it come to a situation like this. Little more effects and I can't resist So we get funky
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. Phantom ships, lost at sea. And one of them is mine. Raising my glass, I sing a toast to the midnight sky. I wonder why. The stars don't seem to guide me. I didn't mean to fall in love with you. And baby
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. When I was young and stupid. My love left to be a rock and roll star. He told me, "Please don't worry". Wise little smile that spoke so safely. He booked a one-way ticket. Out West, that's where the
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