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Song Mic Control (Rarities Version) - Sublime. Wake up in the morning and its hard live. Hard to live yes its hard to live. And it will be a long time . before * starts to give. But everyday its
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down by the shore an orchestra's playing. Even the palms seem to be swaying. When they begin the beguine. To live it again is past all endeavor. Except when that tune clutches my heart. And there we are
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your invisions. Of a mental division full of internalisms and again and again. I'm gonna win this division we a men on a mission, green light. Now begin. . Chorus. . No more of that sittin' in a
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The sun rises over the trees again. As for the moon it pushes through the stars and. You tell me go, I say it's alright my friend. For the moments we have in this life they will end I see who you
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. Yeah, 누가 내 수저 더럽대. I don't care, 마이크 잡음 금수저 여럿 패. 버럭해 잘 못 익은 것들 스테끼 여러 개. 거듭해서 씹어줄게 스타의 저녁에. World business (bang, bang) 핵심, 섭외 1순위 매진. 많지 않지 이 class 가칠 만끽. 좋은 향기에 악췬 반칙. Mic, mic bungee. Mic, mic
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. And down by the shore, an orchestra`s playing. And even the palms seem to be swaying. When they begin the beguine To live it again is past all endeavor. Except when that tune clutches my heart. And
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Starting over again. Where should they begin?. 'Cause they've never been out on their own Starting over again. Where do you begin?. When your dreams are all shattered. And the kids are all grown. And
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Verse 1. Can't look you in the eye, I tried a million times. Don't care enough to fight, don't wanna tell you I'm leavin'. Now I don't have the heart, I don't know where to start. It's gettin' pretty
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Intro - Timbaland - talking. This goes out For all the people. That think I couldn't make it again. See what I'm sayin. We're back at y'all Third time, (heh heh) Verse 1 - Timbaland I'm killin
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Loosen your mind,. open back up to me. We would be fine,. if this were not up to me. What can I do?. What can I do for you?. I'll do all that I can,. all that you'll let me do. Never again
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Chorus. Everybody's waiting. Everybody's watching. Even when you're sleeping. Keep your ey-eyes open. Verse 1. The tricky thing. Is yesterday we were just children. Playing soldiers. Just pretending
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Pounding it starts again. Hurting,oh where do I begin?. Screaming they dance around my head. Hoping they'll maybe end up dead Feeling it *** hold, what can I say?. Feeling * up again
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tweaks and repairs. Should you come back home We got open arms for broken hearts. Like yours my boy, come home again Tables are for pounding here. And when we've got you surrounded. The man you are
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