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Bài hát The Spectre (Alan Walker Cover) - J. Fla. Hello, hello . Can you hear me, as I scream your name . Hello, hello . Do you need me, before I fade away . Is this the place that I call home . To
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. When I was six years old, I broke my leg. ♪. I was running from my brother and his friends. And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down. I was younger then, take me back to
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Look Into These Eyes. See 'em Painted. With Regret The Acrobat Of Life. I Let The Days Roll On And On Today, Yesterday. Tomorrow It's The Same. I Welcome The Season. The Autumn Of My Life Look
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He take the thunder from the mountain. He take the lightning from the sky. He bring the strong man to his bended knee. He make the young girls mama cry. . You got to hidey-hide. You got to jump
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He take the thunder from the mountain. He take the lightning from the sky. He bring the strong man to his bended knee. He make the young girls mama cry. . You got to hidey-hide. You got to jump
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the first cuss. it bust the rust right off the padlocks!. sprung the cells as well. wrung the bells on the alarm clocks raymond's paintings stating faking is the shits. while minnesota's busting
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I want to see the light. See the light. I want to see the light. I want to see the light in your eyes. I want to see the light. I want to see the light in your eyes. I want to see the light. I want
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Originally by Paul Simon. . It was a slow day. And the sun was beating. On the soldiers by the side of the road. There was a bright light. A shattering of shop windows. The bomb in the baby
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Pay no attention to the writing on the wall. The words seem empty 'cause there's nothing there at all. We let the wise men beat the drums too soon. We were just children of the moon. No one to
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(Andrew Bown). . The radio. The vinyl disc. The jukebox chart. The hit and miss. And all the stars that went with this. . In the last century. Last century. Famous in the last century
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Maiden in the mor lay. In the mor lay. Sevenight fulle. Sevenight fulle. Maiden in the mor lay. In the mor lay. Sevenight fulle and a day Welle was hire dring. What was hire dring?. The
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You and the night and the music fill me with flaming desire,. Setting my being completely on fire!. You and the night and the music thrill me but will we be one. After the night and the music are
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Legends never die. When the world is callin' you. Can you hear them screaming out your name?. Legends never die. They never lose hope when everything's cold. And the fighting's near. It's deep in
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Let's take a walk together near the ocean shore. Hand in hand you and I. Let's cherish every moment we have been given. The time is passing by I often pray before I lay down. By your side. If
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Where the blue of the night. Meets the gold of the day. Someone waits for me. . And the gold of her hair. Crowns the blue of her eyes. Like a halo, tenderly. . If only I could see her. Oh
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Where the blue of the night. Meets the gold of the day. Someone waits for me. . And the gold of her hair. Crowns the blue of her eyes. Like a halo, tenderly. . If only I could see her. Oh
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The soldier boy for his soldier's pay, obeys. The sergeant at arms, whatever he says. The sergeant will for his sergeant's pay, obey. The captains until his dying day. The captain will, for his
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Now the king told the boogie men. You have to let that raga drop. The oil down the desert way. Has been shakin' to the top. The Sheik he drove his Cadillac. He went a-cruisin' down the ville
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Bài hát Cool For The Summer - Demi Lovato. Tell me what you want. What you like. It's okay. I'mma little curious too. Tell me if it's wrong. If it's right. I don't care. I can keep a secret could
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Bài hát Roses - The Chainsmokers, Rozes. Taking it slow, but it's not typical. He already knows that my love is fire. His heart was a stone, but then his hands roam. I turned him to gold and it took
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Bài hát Walk The Way The Wind Blows - Kathy Mattea. Up along the hallway. Down along the stairs. I can see the pictures. We've made down through the years And it makes me blue, darlin'. Thinking
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Bài hát Heed The Call - Kenny Rogers, The First Edition. Have you been listening. (Listen to the music). Have you been sleeping. (The sermon's in the music). (The man standing next to you). (He must
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Down to the glen where the roses twine. Lie in the grass watch the time go by. The hum drum mid-afternoon sun. Only his mothers only son Black Jack tarmac dirt dust trap. Sister certain wrapped
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There once was a musical troupe. A pickin' singin' folk group. They sang the mountain ballads. And the folk songs of our land They were long on musical ability. Folks thought they would go far
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Have you been listening. (Listen to the music). Have you been sleeping. (The sermon's in the music) (The man standing next to you). (He must surely be your brother) (So brother please). Heed the
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Downtown's been caught by the hysteria. People scream and shout. A generation's on the move. When disco spreads like bacteria. These lonely days are out. Welcome the passion of the groove
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The coldest night. Came in the spring. The final frost. Was late again We dried the roots,. Froze the shoots. Killed the flowers,. And stole the color from the sun Oh, let the river in. Burst
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The coldest night. Came in the spring. The final frost. Was late again We dried the roots,. Froze the shoots. Killed the flowers,. And stole the color from the sun Oh, let the river in. Burst
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Oh, the trees grow higher than the mountain. In the land of free love and goodbye. The rivers ever growin' the fish is flowin'. And the love lives in the sky In the night flies a team of white
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Bài hát The Golden Age - Woodkid. Walking through the fields of gold. In the distance, bombs can fall. Boy we're running free. Facing light in the flow. And in the cherry trees. We're hiding from the
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Verse 1. Out to my people that be loving the vibe. (Loving the vibe, loving the vibe). Out to my people that be loving the vibe. (Loving the vibe, loving the vibe). Out to my people that be loving
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It's Maine and it's Autumn. The birches have just begun turning. It's life and it's dying. The lobster men's boats come returning With the catch of the day in their holds. And the young boys cold
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Do it, Do it, Do it, Do the Hustle (Do the Hustle). Do the Hustle (Do the Hustle). Do the Hustle. Do it, Do it, Do the Hustle (Do the Hustle). Do the Hustle (Do the Hustle). Do the Hustle (Do
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The sun is fire. The moon is ice. And blood is offered. As a sacrifice. . A spell is woven. A trance is broken. A man has spoken. The words. . The season turns cold. The spirit grows old
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Show us your bones son, skeleton ghosts that you hide. So said the witches who were children of an Indian tribe. They found you lying at the side of the road. And your eyes showed the dark to your
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I'd listen to the words he'd say. But in his voice I heard decay. The plastic face forced to portray. All the insides left cold and gray There is a place that still remains. It eats the fear, it