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Ooh, there's no bread, let 'em eat cake. There's no end to what they'll take. Flaunt the fruits of noble birth. Wash the salt into the earth. . But they're marching to Bastille Day. La
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Ooh, there's no bread, let 'em eat cake. There's no end to what they'll take. Flaunt the fruits of noble birth. Wash the salt into the earth. . But they're marching to Bastille Day. La
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Song Of The Night - Bastille. Rhythm is a dancer,. It's a soul's companion,. People feel it everywhere,. Lift your hands and voices,. Free your mind and join us,. You can feel it in the air,. Oh oh
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Song Of The Night - Bastille. Rhythm is a dancer,. It's a soul's companion,. People feel it everywhere,. Lift your hands and voices,. Free your mind and join us,. You can feel it in the air,. Oh oh
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Lately, I've been, I've been thinking. I want you to be happier. I want you to be happier. When the morning comes. When we see what we've become. In the cold light of day. We're a flame in the wind, n
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Intro. Lately, I've been, I've been thinking. I want you to be happier, I want you to be happier. Verse 1. When the morning comes. When we see what we've become. In the cold light of day, we're a flam
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Bài hát Good Grief - Bastille. Watching through my fingers. Verse 1. Watching through my fingers. Shut my eyes and count to ten. It goes in one ear out the other, one ear out the other. Burning
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Bài hát No Angels - Bastille. Norman Well, I run the office and tend the cabins and grounds and do the errands for my mother. The ones she allows I might be capable of doing. Marion And do you go
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Bad news like a sucker punch, what do you say?. Air knocked out of my lungs want you to stay. When you hear something difficult don't back away. S
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