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Verse I. When I was young,. Mama said the rain is not a friend. I didn’t know why, I was sad. Mama gave me a candy. But now whenever I cry in the rain. Someone helps me hide it. He’s always my best
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Bài hát To The Moon - hooligan. Wise man call me a crazy. Loving foolishly. Dream about you all the time. Everynight I fall asleep. Chasing and dreaming. Looking for your eyes Daisy!. I am the
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I used to be a lion. Stay high on top of the mountain. Made my own rules, own rules, own rules. I was so lonely, no one gets me, I'm so lonely. I used to be a mermaid. Dying to fly. Walk on the sand
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My granny, she said I was a hooligan. Runnin' 'round like a fool again. I went down to the candy store. If I had a nickel, I'd buy some more And I'm oh so sad, yeah. Oh so bad. So sad, but it's
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Jah! Rastafarianism. Yes I, Ras Trent. Ba-da ding-ding-ding-ding whooaaaaa!. Who dem?. You no want test me champion sound. . Oh fire pon Babylon. And fire pon a batty boy. Rude boy living in
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Verse 1. Wise man call me the crazy. Loving foolishly. Dream about you all the time. Every night I fall asleep. Chasing and dreaming. Looking for your eyes Daisy. Pre-Chorus. I am the foolish Gatsby
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Wise man, call me a crazy. Lovin' foolishly. Dream about you all the time. Every night I fall asleep. Chasing and dreaming. Looking for your eyes, Daisy. I am the foolish Gatsby who's found drown in
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You chose with age. To speak with a prima ballerina's rage. And speak of all the kingdoms. That would swoop down. Stick around. Then proceed to ignore you No flash pot pan, guitar man. Or
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When you knocked on the door, flowers on the floor. You found me cryin' inside a wardrobe. "There you are". "Just fine". "God knows when you lie". Im just a little child trapped in adult's life. I
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cũng đã từng. Tôi lại nghe giai điệu em cất lên. Trong vô thức chính tôi cũng đã gục ngã. Bridge. Đấy! Em từng nói . Bên cạnh mãi! Thế nhưng mà. Người ra đi vội vã như làn mây. Khung trời ấy đã ướm đen
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Song Roly Poly - Terence Trent D'Arby. Your dangerous charm and your. Glamorous arrogance thrilled me. In the melancholy winter time. (Uncle Bill please give me time) But this war of attrition
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Song Roly Poly - Terence Trent D'Arby. Your dangerous charm and your. Glamorous arrogance thrilled me. In the melancholy winter time. (Uncle Bill please give me time) But this war of attrition
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I kissed her lips in a perfumed pavillion. And all the subtleties that we could find. Blowing grace notes through my mind Oh, but her hand brought such sweet pain. The kiss, yet all powerful
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