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Song The Note - Tammy Wynette. The note was short, but Lord, so strong. It simply said, 'I can't go on and live a life. With someone I don't love'. He couldn't tell me face to face. Oh, but how my
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Johnny could only sing one note. And the note he sang was this. Ahh Poor Johnny one note sang out with gusto. And just overlorded the place. Poor Johnny one note, yelled willy nilly. Until he
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In the great book of John you're warned of the day. When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay. The angel of death will come from the sky. And claim your poor soul when the time comes to die
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Beauty And The Beast (Beauty And The Beast OST) - Celine Dion, Peabo Bryson. Tale as old as time . True as it can be . Barely even friends . Then somebody bends . Unexpectedly . . Just a little
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Bài hát The Garden Of Death - Little Green Cars. I was born on April 15th. Into the arms of my family. But now that I'm gone at 21. Into the arms of everyone. The world is a web. And it's caught you
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Hit in the USA ( OST Beck) (J-rock) - Beat Crusaders. (Go! Go!) . (Hey!) I've never dreamed before . I'm gonna knock the door . Into the world of perfect free . (You ain't no lonely!) . You're gonna
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Johnny could only sing one note. And the note he sang was this Ah, poor Johnny one note sang out with gusto. And just overlorded the place. Poor Johnny one note, yelled willy nilly. Until he was
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This is just a little samba. Built upon a single note. Other notes are bound to follow. But the root is still that note Now this new note is the consequence. Of the one we've just been through
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'cause they don't understand how Death or glory becomes just another story. Death or glory becomes just another story 'N' every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock 'n' roll. Grabs the mike to tell
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Intro. Artificial death in the west, east. Pyramids on deck shine. Wet hair on her neck, breathe. She shoot pussy through your chest, you die Hook. There was a artificial death in the west, east
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death today. Feels all right. Down down da da duh da da da da da da da (x4). You were going through your life. There was time to play. Yesterday. But the light in your eyes. Did it start to fade. To fade
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I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart Messenger of death wields the scythe. Of man's damnation. Messenger
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I will take your final breath. And I will be your last regret. Cold blood runs in my blackened heart. Tearing every soul apart Messenger of death wields the scythe. Of man's damnation. Messenger
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Bài hát Love Is. (The Heirs OST) - Park Jang Hyeon, Park Hyeon Gyu. Love is feeling geudaereul cheoeum bon sungan Love is feeling . sigani meomchun deut geudaewa hamkke saranghago wonhaetjyo . Love
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Bài hát Note To Self - Jake Bugg. Girl, you've been forgetting. Just how special you really are. And I try to remind you. Sometimes I can't find you. But the truth is in your heart. So write a note
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Little death, witchy hex. Leave disturbance in my head. Cowboy mouth, Indian blood. Little death, the perfect curse Little death, thief of fire. Love you baby 'til the day I die. Cloven hoof
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the kiss of death. I love the pleasure and I love the pain. I am the kiss of death. Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum. I smell the blood of an Englishman. I wanna love ya' in the ultimate fashion. I'm only guilty of a
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tiThe Chronicles of Life and Dea. arGood Charlotte. alThe Chronicles of Life and Dea. offset700. The Chronicles Of Life And Death. Good Charlotte. You come in cold. You're covered in blood. They're
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, I don't want you there. But you come and you go, like a millionaire. You take a walk right across my soul. You're in control and everybody down here knows You're the life and the death of the party
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Bài hát Death Is Wasted On The Dead - Deathstars. They said that your scream was heard through the storm. It was a desperate noise that shocked the sky. And they told me about all the holes in your
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Vacancy was lit, the guests were checking in. The concierge was cold,. The water pipes had mold all over them. The room was fit for two,. The bed was left in ruins. The neighbor was knocking
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hearth,. The music still plays for her pleasure. But the air is as cold as the death,. And the soft melodies only measure her bittersweet tears. Every note of each song brings a vision. Of love and of
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This is just. A little samba. Built upon. A single note. Other notes. Are sure to follow. But the root. Is still that note. Now this new note. Is the consequence. Of the one. We've just
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hearth,. The music still plays for her pleasure. But the air is as cold as the death,. And the soft melodies only measure her bittersweet tears. Every note of each song brings a vision. Of love and of
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star for a turn As heroes fix their hair. Some are saving their breath. Upon those walkways tonight. For a glue bag death Screens flick in unison. Some gaze at the soul. From the tiers and the
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hearth,. The music still plays for her pleasure. But the air is as cold as the death,. And the soft melodies only measure her bittersweet tears. Every note of each song brings a vision. Of love and of
