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time for the living. magna carta
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Wasting away the better part of the day. In the bus on the docks of the UK. We walked down the street on that all Hallows Eve. But couldn't wait to get back to the US of A The torture of eight
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apologetic lines. For all the monsters of our time. Who is evil, who is blind?. In the name of who you'll find. A city of souls dying for peace. Welcome to the belly of the beast. One mind, one voice
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(Instrumental). Weeks of monotony filled his life with an opposite extreme. No. Longer pursued by opportunists who disguised themselves with. Good intentions, his body regained strength. The
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pity on them. Now the victims will judge the butchers. Today the tear of the child is the judge. The grief of the mother is the prosecutor. . You were what you were. Clean cut, unbecoming
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pity on them. Now the victims will judge the butchers. Today the tear of the child is the judge. The grief of the mother is the prosecutor. . You were what you were. Clean cut, unbecoming
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be staying down. Where no one else gonna give me grief. Mess me around. Just make it over. Your opinion was the law of the land. A single thing that I could always understand. I lived it out from hour
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be staying down. Where no one else gonna give me grief. Mess me around. Just make it over. Your opinion was the law of the land. A single thing that I could always understand. I lived it out from hour
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Lord? We are called to take His light. To a world where wrong seems right. What could be too great a cost. For sharing life with one who's lost? Through His love our hearts can feel. All the grief
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. And all the Germans and all the French. Jam themselves down the tube. And re-enact the second world war. While the rude boys get rude And I look to my left. And I look to my right. And I'm looking
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Let me sleep. I am tired of my grief. And I would like you. To love me, to love me, to love me. ♪. This is the night when these woods sigh. ♪. Come with me. There are people who cannot speak. Without
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My head is spinning and my legs are weak. Goose step dancing, can't hear myself speak. Hope in the eyes of the ugly girls. That settle for the lies of the last chancers. When slow motion drunks
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Thunder shattered the dawn. Raging with fury, the king has come. The power of terror will reign. There is no mercy in pleading In for the kill, no quarter be shown. Live for the thrill of battle
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beds and think they're dreamin'. But they'll pinch themselves and squeal. And know that it's for real. The hour when the ship comes in Then they'll raise their hands. Sayin' we'll meet all your
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run. Can run. So run, and run, and run. So every day now. You brace for the sound you've only heard on TV. You go to class, scared. Wondering where the best hiding spot would be. And the big bad man and
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the lake. Lights on water. . My child, I carry the burden of sorrow with your soul. The songs you gently sing to me. But the love was never stronger. Than the grief of your unholy price. . I
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freedom's light. Might shine through the foggy dew. And back through the glen. I rode again. And my heart with grief was sore. For I parted then with valiant men. Whom I never shall see n'more. But to
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when I hit the ground. It causes all the grief. Oh-ooh repeated. This is a song for a scribbled out name. And my love keeps writing again and again. This is a song for a scribbled out name. And my love
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Oh, the nights are lonely here without you. All I see is grief and pain. For another love you treasure. All our hopes now seem in vain For I love you as no other. Though you've gone far away
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be defeated. For every tyrant a tear for the vulnerable. In every lost soul the bones of a miracle. For every dreamer a dream we're unstoppable. With something to believe in. Monday left me broken
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Baby, don't fall in love with me. I'll only bring you grief. Baby, don't set your heart on me. I'll only have to leave 'Cause the north wind flows through my veins. Like my dad, there's a dream
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Our beautiful country have turned into battle field. Ev'ry day, yeah, is rumours of war. Remember what Marcus have said. "Man a go know themselves when dem back is against the wall". This is 1976
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Music O-P Trr, Lyrics Juha Kylmnen, A. Vetelinen You threw your web right down on me. You suck my blood just to live. You're the black princess in the garden of grief. Eating me piece by piece
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the last. To be tied to the mast. While you watch from afar. As your world falls apart. You hang on for help. But the rest help themselves Don't think you're the last. To be tied to the past
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the last. To be tied to the mast. While you watch from afar. As your world falls apart. You hang on for help. But the rest help themselves Don't think you're the last. To be tied to the past
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they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'. But they'll pinch themselves and squeal. And know that it's for real. The hour that the ship comes in. . Then they'll raise their hands. Sayin
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they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'. But they'll pinch themselves and squeal. And know that it's for real. The hour that the ship comes in. . Then they'll raise their hands. Sayin
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him, you’ll find him next to me. You won’t find him trying to chase the devil. For money, fame, for power, out of grief. You won’t ever find him where the rest go. You will find him, you’ll find him
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Song Land Of Tears - Barathrum. great eye like a vision in the sky. folk dies and grieves and reviles. reviles each other for more grief. grief for each other in the land of tears. rains of tears
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Free speech free speech for the dumb. Free speech free speech for the dumb. Free speech free speech for the dumb. Free * speach Free speech free speech for the dumb. Free speech free speech
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. It was all for the love of a wayward girl. Who left you with a second place smile and a broken heart. . The streetlights are starting to flicker to life. They glow for a minute then they get bright
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Bài hát Good Grief - Bastille. Watching through my fingers. Verse 1. Watching through my fingers. Shut my eyes and count to ten. It goes in one ear out the other, one ear out the other. Burning
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I'm searching for the soul I'm meant to share my soul with. I'm looking for the cure to this emptiness. Sometimes it seems so out of reach. Finding the one, the one who completes me So I pray for
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You live in a house of mirrors. Reflecting your splendid isolation. You have so much of everything. Except for true consideration The way you dance. The way you walk. The way you drive. The way
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I feel for you, you little horror. Safe at your mother's breast. No lucky break for you around the corner. 'Cause your father is a bully. And he thinks that you're a pest. And your sister she's
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Bài hát The One I've Waited For - Austin Mahone . I built my walls up high. But now they're falling and you're the reason why. And with you I'm not alone. Cause you are the one I've waited for. But
