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. Become a taboo. ♪. I don't want to be afraid. The deeper that I go. It takes my breath away. Soft hearts, electric souls. Heart to heart and eyes to eyes. Is this taboo?. Baby, we built this house. On
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Bài hát House On A Hill - The Pretty Reckless. Somewhere in the end of all this hate. There's a light ahead. That shines into this grave that's in the end of all this pain. In the night ahead
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rattle around. I'm just a ghost in this house. I'm just a shadow upon these walls. As quietly as a mouse I haunt these halls. I'm just a whisper of smoke. I'm all that's left of two hearts on fire. That
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Watch out, you might get what you're after . Cool babies, strange but not a stranger . I'm an ordinary guy . Burning down the house . Hold tight, wait 'till the party's over . Hold tight, we're
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Chorus. When I come into Your house. And I lay my burdens down. As I stop to look around. And Your loveliness invokes me to bow down. When I'm in Your house. . Verse I. Looking at You I seem
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Can anybody possibly,. Try to show me how we're connected,. The best of you's the worst of me,. Then you pull me down like a dead weight,. When every house on every street,. Seems to call my
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There's a house on the corner, lives a man who went to war. And it tries to give him shelter from the pain of what he saw. There's a child out the window painting faces in the snow. And they smile
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Chorus. When I come into Your house. And I lay my burdens down. As I stop to look around. And Your loveliness invokes me to bow down. When I'm in Your house. . Verse I. Looking at You I seem
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Inside her silver house, alone. She sings a song. Of water turned to sand. She waits, her time is her own Inside her looking glass. Black is the color she sees. While waiting for the sun. She
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House for Everyone (Mason). . My bed is made of candy floss, the house is made of cheese. It's lit by lots of glow-worms; if I'm wrong correct me please. The village is a pop-up book, the people
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House for Everyone (Mason). . My bed is made of candy floss, the house is made of cheese. It's lit by lots of glow-worms; if I'm wrong correct me please. The village is a pop-up book, the people
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low so they cant get to me. 3 strikes nigga Chorus. 3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose. 3 strikes you fall, 3 strikes you catch the blues. 3 strikes you out, 3 strikes you lose. 3 strikes you
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taboo. I don't want to be afraid. The deeper that I go. It takes my breath away. Soft hearts, electric souls. Heart to heart and eyes to eyes. Is this taboo?. Baby, we built this house on memories. Take
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What is america to me. A name, a map, or a flag I see. A certain word, democracy. What is america to me. The house I live in. A plot of earth, a street. The grocer and the butcher. And the people
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, heavy troubles,. The house is rockin', still, I gotta go in. Can't find the words 'cause they're so damned tough, actin' like fools that can't get enough. Troubles yeah, I can't explain what I can't
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Verse. Don't shed your tears. Just meet me in a house of love. You know when you're there because the colors just soak you up. Once I was lost but in this house I can be found. Feel like the sun
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Verse. Don't shed your tears. Just meet me in a house of love. You know when you're there because the colors just soak you up. Once I was lost but in this house I can be found. Feel like the sun
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A chair is still a chair. Even when there's no one sitting there. But a chair is not a house. And a house is not a home. When there's no one there to hold you tight,. And no one there you can
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A chair is still a chair. Even when there's no one sitting there. But a chair is not a house. And a house is not a home. When there's no one there to hold you tight,. And no one there you can
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For years we both have lived on pride, dear. And we agree that love is gone. Why, oh, why do we keep trying?. A house without love is not a home The love light in your eyes has faded. And I'm
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Bài hát Nonstop - Việt Mix - Cảm Nhận Từng Khúc Nhạc (Vol. 21) (DJ Bảo Hoàng Remix) - DJ. 1. Nụ Cười Không Vui-Châu Khải Phong. 2. Chỉ Yêu Mình Em-Châu Khải Phong. 3. Người Tôi Yêu-Chi Dân. 4. Anh
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me hit it once more. Fake ass niggas get out and close my door. It's my house for me to live not yours. If I wanted to I could on the floors Through the doors like a western flick, the club is
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prepared a place on my dance floor. The time is now for you to par-tay. I thought it would be a good chance for you to move. (one nation under a groove) house music always soothes. So get with the flow
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Bài hát 1-4-3 (I Love You) - Henry, Amber. Lyrics Jeon Gandi, Nell Nallas. Music Gen Neo, Henry, Isaac Han, Nell Nallas. seoro hamkkeil ttaemyeon. nunbitman bwado ara ara ara (Uh-Uh-). jibeuro dora
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