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, colors in the air. Oh, everywhere, she comes in colors. Have you seen her dressed in blue?. See the sky in front of you. And her face is like a sail,. Speck of white so fair and pale. Have you seen a lady
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Bài hát Princess Of Little Italy - Little Steven & The Disciples of Soul. Guess you'll be all right baby, sometimes you're such a bad girl. You really should have called, you know how your mama
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everything that I do is out of lovin' you . La la la la la la la. do do do do do . No one else can make me feel . The colors that you bring . Stay with me while we grow old . And we will live each day in
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the sellers and palm readers want my soul. Post sermon socialites. Park enchanters and skin tights. All they want's my soul. Yeah, they want my soul In the photograph. Your eyes make a signal path
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beauty come out of ashes?. Can you use these tears to put out the fires in my soul?. 'Cause I need you here, woah-oh-oh. 'Cause I've been shaking. I've been bending backwards 'til I'm broke. Watching all
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castle full of faceless lovers I was cut and bleeding and the image in the mirror struck me down,. I was chased and beaten by a well-drilled team of little men breathing colors and abandoned in a coffin
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stole the soul?. Who stole the soul?. Who stole the soul? We choose to use their ways and holidays. Notice some of them are heller days. Invented by those who never repented. For the sins within that
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"Bad, let's start the fuckin show, ah?". Latin Lingo. House Of Pain Freak to the funk that no-one else is bringing. Sen Dog with the funky bilenge. Yeah that's the nombre, heard the homey. Peace
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that the Savior trod,. If I ever climb to the heights sublime,. Where the soul is at home with God. Then I bid farewell to the way of the world,. To walk in it nevermore;. For my Lord says, “Come,” and I
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. Lonely soul. The last of the dreamers. . Chorus
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was ment to be. Yeahhh. . I will always stay. . Have to find your peace of soul. To get you into your inner control. You get it in your own way. Important is that in the end you can say. . All
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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What the * is this?. My definition of a boombastic jazz style Here we go, are you ready for one other?. Dream Warriors' noise is new discover all. Once again with a new blend, so telephone a
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. Hes a trip can do anything. Anything anything. Hes my soul brother. . Hes my best friend hes my champion. And he will rock you rock you rock you. Cause hes the saviour of the universe. He can
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of town. . brief instrumental. . My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of razzmatazz. And it has all that jazz. . And each time I leave, Chicago is. Tuggin' my
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of town. . brief instrumental. . My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of razzmatazz. And it has all that jazz. . And each time I leave, Chicago is. Tuggin' my
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of town. . brief instrumental. . My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of town, Chicago is. My kind of razzmatazz. And it has all that jazz. . And each time I leave, Chicago is. Tuggin' my
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Your flag, your alibi. Can you hide behind, claiming might is right?. Raise your fist to the sky. While below your foot. Common men die. Colors fly. Tell us who to love and who to hate. And by the by
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Talk to me, want my love. talk to me, but not that stuff. you ain't enough. using my love. and you call, for me. again, I'll see. In the heat of the night. you'll lose your heart and sell your soul
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waxing and waning. As primitive girls. You can stir the embers of the Lucy. Inside of my soul Now I'm going back. Past that marmalade sky. 'Cause you've got my waxing and waning. As primitive girls
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silent scream. And the final prayer. I can see to the shadow of the sun. We can be in the shadow of the sun. Reach out for the shadow of the sun. Cry out for the shadow of the sun. You are the colors of
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What you do to me is indescribable. Got me sparkling just like an emerald. Send my soul on fire and make me wild like the deep blue sea. No other boy ever made me feel beautiful. When I’m in your
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. . All I do is try and try to make you cry. Kick you in the shins and poke you in the eye. It's out of my control. I ain't got no soul. . All you do is good and everything you should. You'd pay back
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Bài hát Under The Gun - Little Steven & The Disciples of Soul. In the eleventh hour. Whose name do you call. Ain't it funny how all the rest. Don't mean a thing at all. And baby where you been to
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. There's an emptiness inside of me. Since you've been gone. All the world has lost it's meaning, all my colors run. 'Cause there's nobody else who could hurt like you hurt me. I don't want to be lonely. And
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a show, too late to confess. No room for heart and soul, no room for innocence. On top of the world, on top of it all, trying to feel invincible. But I’m dying on top of the world
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The sparks of the tempest rage a hundred years on. The voice of the dreamer screams, the cause of the pawn. The King and the Queen are gone, each piece is the same. The difference between us is a
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hands of death. Burn baby burn In the hands of death. Burn baby burn. They creep and crawl inside. Into the heart of cold So dead and paralyzed. Perversion of the soul. I am watching. Across the
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broken-hearted host, gentle this soul And come forth from your cloud of unknowing. And kiss the cheek of the moon. The new Jerusalem glowing. Why tarry all night in this ruin? And leave no word of
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. . Take me on a journey. On a journey to the bottom of your soul. Take me on a journey. On a journey to the bottom of your soul. . I wanna go. I wanna go. Oh, let me go. Oh, let me go. . Baby
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. To find the source of the solution. The system has to be repaired Release your mind. Fast forward to the secrets of your soul. Your life's on overload. Is this your fate? Will you decide what makes
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Growing up I found the life that I knew. Overshadowed by the anger in the clutch of abuse. And shells and bullets fell and dropped to the floor. I put an end to an era and I started a war. When I
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wheel, there is no soul in your face. . Run for the cover, Millennium's here. Bearing the standard of confusion and fear. Spreading like wildfire, fallin' like rain. Though they may promise, they
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Bài hát Men Without Women - Little Steven & The Disciples of Soul. I worked all day and all night too. I just can't see enough of you. But the things men without women do. You just don't understand
