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Song Pressing On A Bruise (Featuring Mat Kearney) - Brad Paisley, Mat Kearney. You were a pain girl, . a thorn in my side. Drove me insane girl, . a white-knuckle ride. So why do I go lookin
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Title State Of The Art. Artist Gotye. Albums Making Mirrors. When the cotillion arrived. We threw out the television. Model D 575. Has custom flute presets. And Harmony-Plus in addition. Now for an
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These are the days of the open hand. They might just be the last. Look around now. These are the days of the beggars and the choosers. . This is the year of the hungry man. Whose place is in
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you wanna be, the top of the heap?. This is where the jamboree never ends. Why not be counting friends instead of counting sheep? If you wanna join, the heavenly choir. Hurry up and get yourself in
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Pieces of mind. See how they ran. Prizes of sun. Still to be won. When the life is made of straw. Waves that pound against the door. Leave me at the place of throw it away throw it away. Leave
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I see you doing what I try to do for me. With the words of a poet and the voice of a choir. And a melody, nothing else mattered Just like the white winged dove sings a song. Sounds like she's
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merry organ. Sweet singing in the choir The holly bears a blossom. As white as lily flower. And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ. To be our sweet Savior Oh, the rising of the sun. And the running of the
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me. If it don't matter to you. It don't matter to me. People all around. Making sounds and all kinds of noise. If I could only get there. Then I could enjoy. Who they trying to be. Who they
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Let's go out and be wild. Do it while we can (do, do). Runnin' free in the world. We got all weekend (do, do). Tear it up, tear it down. Gettin' lost in the sound of our hearts beatin'. Take me here
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From the bottom of the sea. I'll see you and you'll see me. Sometimes its complication. Becomes love for foundation. But you got, show me a sign. Said you got, show me a sign. And i'll make you
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Remember those times on the telephone line. Trying to break through to you. I'm on the other side of this world. I wish I was there with you. All these days and all these nights. Thinking about
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own rhymes, so sort of. I think 'em. That mean I forgot better * than you ever thought up. Damn, is he really that caught up?. I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my name get brought up?. I
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know the doctor said for like six weeks. You know we had reconstru. I had reconstructive surgery on my jaw. Looked in the mirror half my jaw was in the back of my mouth man. I couldn't believe it
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said that's when I know you're around. Ya know all the colors, they just speak to me. Tell me stories of how it used to be when you were still around. I wish you were still around. Cause I want you
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We cut the cake everybody danced and some people drank too much. You looked like the cover of Brides magazine and I looked like some guy in. The tux. I'll never forget when your Uncle Bill pulled
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High priest of rhythmic noise. Living inside of me. I have been goin' round in circles. And I've considered first degree Just a singer in a mind choir. Lives on harmony. If the song don't change