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alcohol could take me there. I'd take a shot a minute. And be there by the hour. . Take a walk around Times Square. With a pistol in my suitcase. And my eyes on the tv. . In a car taking a back seat
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alcohol could take me there. I'd take a shot a minute. And be there by the hour. . Take a walk around Times Square. With a pistol in my suitcase. And my eyes on the tv. . In a car taking a back seat
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Bài hát Take Me To Church - Hozier. My lover's got humour. She's the giggle at a funeral. Knows everybody's disapproval. I should've worshipped her sooner. If the Heavens ever did speak. She is the
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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I met her in church, I met her in church. On a Sunday mornin'. She looked at me, with eyes aglow. As the choir sang a 'Hallelujah'. (Hallelujah) I met her in church, I met her in church
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mmm. said alrite. Help me sing my song. Ohhhhhhh alright. It sounds real good yall. Yea. Listen yall. Verse 1. I stopped going to church for a long time cause Ive seen a lot of things. So
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mobs. easing all of their, all of their fear. Strange Times. Are Here. Strange Times. Are Here. The statue in the square. meant so much when it first stodd. people come from far and near. bless them if
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mobs. easing all of their, all of their fear. Strange Times. Are Here. Strange Times. Are Here. The statue in the square. meant so much when it first stodd. people come from far and near. bless them if
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diamonds. Sipping on champagne. She was all uptown, wearing that white gown. Taking his last name. She could those church bells. Ringing, ringing. And up in the loft, that whole choir singing, singing. Fold
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Bài hát Take Me To Church - Hozier. My lover's got humour. She's the giggle at a funeral. Knows everybody's disapproval. I should've worshipped her sooner. If the Heavens ever did speak. She is the
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Well, time is always money for the boys on Union Square. Go on and bust your ass 'til doomsday, don't forget to say your prayers. Someone's riding down the backstreet, said papa got a brand new