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Bài hát Blank Page - Sia. I missed, for a lot to you. Dear (Dear). I missed you. You were right, you'll knew . Dear (Dear). But I was scared, I was unprepared. Ooh, for the things you said. If I
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. Always lonеly, alone, a loser, pathetic. Maybe tomorrow will be better. Post-Chorus. But I'm stuck on the page. But I'm stuck on the page. But I'm stuck on the page. Verse 2. I'm a half-read story, better
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about this song. This song was originally constructed as a drum solo. That's right. Now, after Terry learned how to play The Black Page on the drum set, I figured, well, maybe it would be good for
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scared, I was unprepared . Oh for the things you said . If I could undo that I hurt you . I would do anything . For us to make it through oh . Draw me a smile . And save me tonight . I am a blank page
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in a wind tunnel. Facing down the future coming fast It's just the age. It's just a stage. We disengage. We turn the page Looking at the long range forecast. Catching all the names in the news
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) Here I am, on the road again,. There I am, up on the stage. There I go, playin' star again,. There I go, turn the page So you walk into this restaurant,. Uh strung out from the road. And you feel
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disengage. We turn the page. Every day we're standing in a time capsule. (It's just a stage). We disengage, we turn the page. Racing down the river running fast. Every day we're standing in a wind
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she told him. And it' ain't a Front Page Story. Won't even make the papers. Somebody breaks a heart in two. And it happens much too often. Won't ever make the headlines. Somebody's broken heart
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breath. This is not how we're supposed 2 be (baby). The story has juss begun. We've only turn the page once. And trust me this is such a beautiful one, baby. . Chorus. You don't have 2 turn the page
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blank page and a swelling rage, rage. You did not think when you sent me to the brink, to the brink. You desired my attention but denied my affections, my affections Chorus Lead me to the truth and I
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talkin', front page news. Gotta help you get up. And get rid of your blues. Cheatin' the devil, or whatever you choose,. Even if you've got nothin', boy,. You've got somethin' to lose. You've got the
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. Where secrets lie. Where friends & neighbors. Keep drifting by. . But that's all right. You'Re here to stay. Sing out tonight. The empty page. . I always thought I'D see. Your name in flashing
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baggage behind As you wander through your vagabond stage. And find yourself shovelling *. With a rusty jack-handle queen of a broken spade. You must not be afraid. You must turn the page You wore
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>. . A white blank page and a swelling rage, rage. You did not think when you sent me to the grave, the grave
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tiLittle Drummer Boy. arNana Mouskouri. al. Little Drummer Boy. -Nana Mouskouri. Pa rum pa pum pum,rum pa pum pum. Come they told me, pa rum pa pum pum. Our newborn King to see, pa rum pa pum pum. Our
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