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The voice asleep, the voice has vanished. From the top of the sky to the place below. Touch the surface and the mirror bends. Your words resound, out of control. Freeze into time now Still inside
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Hey everybody gather round. N' listen to that bongo sound. *** the first one in your reach. Now we're going to shake the beach Do the Clam, do the Clam. *** your barefoot baby by the hand
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Hey everybody gather round. N' listen to that bongo sound. *** the first one in your reach. Now we're going to shake the beach Do the Clam, do the Clam. *** your barefoot baby by the hand
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Free from the start -. Left to depart -. Finding the pleasure and the pain in his art. Lost in the hush -. No need to rush -. Time waits for him, him who creates with the brush. Colour the
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You meet every kind of person moving toward the morning side. You see the good and the bad, the eyes are sad. You play every midnight gambler before you see the light. On the morning side, the
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. What's left to say?. These prayers ain't working anymore. Every word shot down in flames. What's left to do with these broken pieces on the floor?. I'm losing my voice calling on you. 'Cause I've
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In the light of day. You can hear the old ones say. Was the sound last night the wind. Can you feel the change begin. By the fall of the show. A single soul will go. With foot steps on the
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When we wore a heart of stone we wandered to the sea. Hoping to find some comfort there yearning to feel free. And we were mesmerized by the lull of the night. And the smells that filled the air
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From the unrelenting beat of a pounding drum. (Come anew). From the seizing breast of a wicked beast. (We survive). In the hallowed marriage of sound and revolt. (Come anew). To the hollowed
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When we wore a heart of stone we wandered to the sea. Hoping to find some comfort there yearning to feel free. And we were mesmerized by the lull of the night. And the smells that filled the air
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(Music & Lyrics by Andrew Lippa). . Lock the door and stop complaining. Gather 'round and listen well. From now on we're entertaining. How to hotten up this hell. . Hold the mood and hold the
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Bài hát I Could Be The One - Avicii, Nicky Romero. Do you think about me when you're all alone?. The things we used to do, we used to be. I could be the one to make you feel that way. I could be the
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I've written songs in the dark. In the dark, in the dark, in the dark. I've felt inspired in the dark. In the dark, in the dark, in the dark I hide myself in the dark. In the dark, in the dark
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Wake up baby and taste the dirt. We're six feet under and still in love. The day has come. We belong with the living dead of the night. The day has come. We belong with the living dead of the
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I've written songs in the dark. In the dark, in the dark, in the dark. I've felt inspired in the dark. In the dark, in the dark, in the dark I hide myself in the dark. In the dark, in the dark
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Lookin' for a thrill, you'll get it my way. Let's hit the highway, I'll take you down. Shoot out in the night, lookin' for action. The main attraction is back in town Press the pedal to the metal
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The natives are getting restless in the tropical heat. Work is scarce and children play while the dogs fight in the street. And in the hotels all the tourists dine on local fare. While the waiters
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Snippet. I feel the blood rushin' throughout ya body. You see the scars painted over my skin. I'm always numb to the topic of loving. I fell in love with the subject of sin
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I see a graveyard's past. The revolution's taken back. Whatever happened to the sons No more sunshine here. Only darkness here. There's no one living in this town 'Cause the dead are dancing
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Spent countless days in outer space it makes me wonder. Are we so small, can't walk, we crawl, we hid from thunder. Follow the bright lights, they might change you, when you would fall. We are
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An old man by a seashore. At the end of day. Gazes the horizon. With seawinds in his face. Tempest-tossed island. Seasons all the same. Anchorage unpainted. And a ship without a name. . Sea
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An old man by a seashore. At the end of day. Gazes the horizon. With seawinds in his face. Tempest-tossed island. Seasons all the same. Anchorage unpainted. And a ship without a name. . Sea
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As the heat is rising, out there in the past. Fallen angels calling, they have come to last. They are coming out of the dark. Then the horsemen ride out,. everything grows cold. Now their armies
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While passing through the clouds of diamond dust. As two mock suns arise beside our one. The sun dogs guide the way towards the east. And set behind the valley of calm trees The destination
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Alright In the beginning. Not so long ago. There were five country rockers I saw the very first show. And I jumped up with the crowd. To give a standing hand Livin', livin' in the band, yeah. Oh
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Hark the herald angels sing. "Glory to the newborn King". Peace on earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic host
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tiThe Shock Of The Lightning. arOasis. alDig Out Your Soul. Oasis - The Shock Of The Lightning. I'm all over my heart's desire,. I feel cold but I'm back in the fire,. Out of control but I'm tied up
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We were born. Born in the fifties. Born. Born in the fifties. Born. Born in the fifties. Born. Born in the fifties My mother cried. When president Kennedy died. She said it was the
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(Steve Cropper - Otis Redding ) Sittin' in the morning sun. I'll be sittin' when the evening comes. Watching the ships roll in. And I'll watch them roll away again. I'm sittin' on the dock of the
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tiThe Shock Of The Lightning. arOasis. alDig Out Your Soul. Oasis - The Shock Of The Lightning. I'm all over my heart's desire,. I feel cold but I'm back in the fire,. Out of control but I'm tied up
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tiThe Shock Of The Lightning. arOasis. alDig Out Your Soul. Oasis - The Shock Of The Lightning. I'm all over my heart's desire,. I feel cold but I'm back in the fire,. Out of control but I'm tied up
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(Bob Dylan) How many roads. Must a man walk down. Before they call him a man ?. How many seas. Must a white dove sail. Before she can sleep in the sand ?. And how many times. Must the
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Song Here Comes The Summer - Iggy Pop, The Trolls. Here comes the summer. Mighty mighty summer. Here comes the summer. We're gonna have a good time. Gonna have a good time. We're gonna have a good
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The cosmos at large. It's so very big. It's so far away. The comets, the craters, the vapors. The solar wind The residual echoes. (The residual echoes). The residual echoes. (The residual
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Bài hát Người Ta Đâu Thương Em - Lyly, Anh Tú (The Voice). Tại sao em cứ ngốc nghếch xem anh ta là cả thế giới. Trong khi người ấy luôn khiến em buồn, xem ra đâu thật lòng yêu em. Em cứ giả vờ cười
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Bài hát Nếu Ta Không May - Anh Tú (The Voice), Lyly. Nếu ta không may chẳng thể trở lại được như lúc ban đầu. Nếu ta không may phải buông lời chia tay, khi ấy. Em liệu có thấy đau như anh?. Hay niềm