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busses keep you thin. Now New York is simply ducky. Give it back to the Indians Take all the reds. On the boxes made for soap. Whites on Fifth Avenue. Blues down in Wall Street, losing hope. Big
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no letters in the mailbox,. And there are no grapes upon the vine,. And there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore,. And there are no diamonds in the mine. Well, you tell me that your lover has a
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love the idea of you more than I love you. And that's hard, so hard to hear. We checked off all the boxes. But that's not what love is. And that's hard, it's hard to hear. Even harder to say, harder to
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When everything. When everything was out of reach. The sky was up. The ground was right below our feet We played in boxes. We played in boxes. Cardboard boxes. We played in boxes. We played in
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Little boxes, on the hillside,. Little boxes made of ticky-tacky. Little boxes on the hillside,. Little boxes all the same There's a green one, And a pink one. And a blue one, And a yellow one
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I was trying to pretend that the end wasn't coming. Prolonging the inevitable. In love with what used to be. You loved yourself much more, much more than me. Did you really love me, did you love
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Little boxes on the hillside. Little boxes made of ticky tacky. Little boxes. Little boxes. Little boxes all the same. There's a green one and a pink one. And a blue one and a yellow one. And
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Bài hát Little Boxes - Loch Lomond. Little boxes on a hillside, little boxes made of ticky-tacky. Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes just the same. There’s a pink one, and a green one, and a
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Turn off the music, take down the signs. Pack up the boxes, put away the wine. No toast for the future. No reward for the find If looks could kill. This mirror would do. Only 'cause I don't have
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Little boxes on the hillside,. Little boxes made of ticky tacky,. Little boxes on the hillside,. Little boxes all the same. There's a green one and a pink one. And a blue one and a yellow one,. And
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. Something happens when everybody finds out. See the vultures circling dark clouds. Love's a fragile little flame, it could burn out. It could burn out . Cause they got the cages, they got the boxes. And guns
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worth. It's only love. Finally dust. Making up the two of us. And we all fall down. You're only human. You're only human. I get out of the boxes I'm living in. I get out of this sin that I'm swimming in
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worth. It's only love. Finally dust. Making up the two of us. And we all fall down. You're only human. You're only human. I get out of the boxes I'm living in. I get out of this sin that I'm swimming in
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The morning sun is creeping in. I wake and dont know where i am. I keep moving on I take a breath. I look around. I see the boxes on the ground. I keep moving on Another picture taken from a
