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Bài hát Alive - Bo Bruce. Walking down the highway. Traffic's coming my way. All I see are flashing lights. People there in blue suits. Wanna know the real truth. How many did I have tonight. Looking
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Bài hát Save Me - Bo Bruce. I think of you and all you've done. Tell me do you see me or have I gone?. While the whitest eyes are wasting tears. Have you just left me here?. I need to rush, the
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Bài hát Love The Way U Lie (Cover) - Bo Bruce. On the first page of our story,. The future seemed so bright. Then this thing turned out so evil,. I don't know why I'm still surprised. Even angels
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You will be always on my mind. I don’t know how to say goodbye. I wasn’t brave enough to cry. I try to leave it all behind. But echoes of you come back around. . I hear the echoes of your love.
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Can you bring me air. Where I have been. Give me a heart to feel humour. . You're like the sun. I'm starting to feel. Where I've been numb. I can't see what's real. . So say you'll help me fi
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Bài hát Holding The Light - Bo Bruce. I can't sleep on through the night,. I don't know if we'll be alright. I forget all that I know. I think you're here, but I'm on my own. Didn't I lose my way
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Bài hát Alive - Bo Bruce. Walking down the highway. Traffic's coming my way. All I see are flashing lights. People there in blue suits. Wanna know the real truth. How many did I have tonight
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We’re staring at the second hand. And messages from foreign lands. There’s blood on me, there’s blood on you. It’s killing me, it’s killing you. . Sinking slowly drifting through this falling lan
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Four walls. Two of us. My feet. And a window to the street. . Paintings. Stare at me. They're not yours. There's your necklace on my arm. . Cubicles and cotton reels. The hum of the machine
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At the edge of the road and it won't be long. We're shouting at walls, we're holding on. . This house is cold. It's not a home. Can we carry on in this way?. . So we strike the match. And the
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I wanna sing the song you wrote for me. We had it on repeat it was golden. . But now you're gone. It feels so wrong, the melody. Changed so much since I heard it first, . None of the words belon
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We don't have much time, . The lights are on us, . We could lose our minds, . They're all around us. . . Run with me, start a revolution, . Come with me through the dark, . As they bring their
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(verse 1). There's a smoking gun where the sirens end. Hear the battle drums, see the tribes descend. We can stand apart, we can stand together. Can they leave your heart, and take me forever? (ch
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You will be always on my mind. I don’t know how to say goodbye. I wasn’t brave enough to cry. I try to leave it all behind. But echoes of you come back around. . I hear the echoes of your love.
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You will be always on my mind. I don’t know how to say goodbye. I wasn’t brave enough to cry. I try to leave it all behind. But echoes of you come back around. . I hear the echoes of your love.
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Bài hát Holding The Light - Bo Bruce. I can't sleep on through the night,. I don't know if we'll be alright. I forget all that I know. I think you're here, but I'm on my own. Didn't I lose my way
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We don't have much time, . The lights are on us, . We could lose our minds, . They're all around us. . . Run with me, start a revolution, . Come with me through the dark, . As they bring their
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I wanna sing the song you wrote for me. We had it on repeat it was golden. . But now you're gone. It feels so wrong, the melody. Changed so much since I heard it first, . None of the words belon
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We’re staring at the second hand. And messages from foreign lands. There’s blood on me, there’s blood on you. It’s killing me, it’s killing you. . Sinking slowly drifting through this falling lan
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Bài hát Holding The Light - Bo Bruce. I can't sleep on through the night,. I don't know if we'll be alright. I forget all that I know. I think you're here, but I'm on my own. Didn't I lose my way
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Four walls. Two of us. My feet. And a window to the street. . Paintings. Stare at me. They're not yours. There's your necklace on my arm. . Cubicles and cotton reels. The hum of the machine
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At the edge of the road and it won't be long. We're shouting at walls, we're holding on. . This house is cold. It's not a home. Can we carry on in this way?. . So we strike the match. And the
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(verse 1). There's a smoking gun where the sirens end. Hear the battle drums, see the tribes descend. We can stand apart, we can stand together. Can they leave your heart, and take me forever? (ch
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At the edge of the road and it won't be long. We're shouting at walls, we're holding on. . This house is cold. It's not a home. Can we carry on in this way?. . So we strike the match. And the
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