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Song Try - P!nk. Ever wonder about what he's doing. How it all turned to lies. Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why. Where there is desire. There is gonna be a flame. Where there is a
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Music O-P Trr, Lyrics O-P Trr A broken voice from the broken dreams. My heart is drowning in loveblood. I can't forget your leaving shape. Everyday is like a long walk in the cold rain. I'm
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Song True Love (Commentary) . Singer P!nk, Lily Allen.
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Music O-P Trr, Lyrics Juha Kylmnen Is this love, hate or pain?. For me it's all the same. These are the last words I say. Because I really don't care. If you will come with me in there. Where
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goodbye is no surprise. This goodbye won’t make me cry. Chorus. Yeah, I’ll keep on dancing until I’m dead. Dancing until I’m dead, I’m dancing until I’m dead. Yeah, I’ll keep on dancing until I’m dead (Dead
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. Sometimes I get so down when you're not around. And I'd rather see you dead, see you dead Tonight you're sleepin' by his side. I tried to see you but you let him decide. I'm a threat now, well are you
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came up too late now. You came up too late. Play dumb, play dead, play straight Who's got it figured out?. Play dumb, play dead, play straight. Who's got it figured out?. Play straight, try to
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came up too late now. You came up too late. Play dumb, play dead, play straight Who's got it figured out?. Play dumb, play dead, play straight. Who's got it figured out?. Play straight, try to
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Dead martyrs, all stigmartyrs. Dead heroes, for fear of zeroes. Dead martyrs always take it further. Dead heroes know no fear Living for some happiness. Find nothing that satisfies. Had a
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Bài hát Ước Mơ Của Mẹ - Quân A. P. Con hỏi ước mơ của mẹ thế nào. Đã quá lâu, chẳng còn ai hỏi mẹ như thế. Suýt chút nữa, mẹ cũng quên mình từng thế nào. Cũng có ước mơ, mơ được sống cuộc đời riêng
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Dj samples. "Hip hop" "Hip hop" "is dead". "Hip--hip hop" "Hip hop" "is dead". "Hip--hip hop" "Hip--hip hop" "is dead". "Hip--hip hop" "Hip hop" "Hip hop". . Hook - 2X. If hip hop should die
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Dj samples. "Hip hop" "Hip hop" "is dead". "Hip--hip hop" "Hip hop" "is dead". "Hip--hip hop" "Hip--hip hop" "is dead". "Hip--hip hop" "Hip hop" "Hip hop". . Hook - 2X. If hip hop should die
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Bài hát The Zyko P Insanity - Psychopunch. Blanks in my pocket a wasteland in my head. I wanna spit it out but it seems like everyone is dead. Booby trap my mind and baby count to three. I laugh at
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I dont feel good Just an ordinary day. I dont care muchabout what you think It all washes away in the end Under skies so gray in the end (Were all). Dead inside, cant deny what is real, the pain I
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Yo Dee, let's break out we late man, hurry up. Alright man, let's go to Poppa Ken's, get some 40-dogs man. Aiyyo man pull over. What for?. I gotta take a piss man I got to P, I got to P upon a
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Time wears away all the pleasures of the day. All the treasures you could hold. Days turn to sand, losing strength in every hand. They can't hold you anymore. Already dead to me now, already dead to
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I get ahead. (All I want in life is to be happy, happy). (All I want in life is to be happy, happy). I feel more dead. (All I want in life is to be happy, happy). (All I want in life is to be
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I don't feel good. Just an ordinary day. I don't care much. About what you think. . It all washes away. In the end. Under sky's so gray. In the end, were all. . Dead Inside, can't Deny
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don't got a million dollars, don't drive a Cadillac. Give me half a chance 'cause I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet, oh no, I'm not dead yet. I'm a mad dog fighting with the wall against my back. You
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now they're dead, dead flowers I feel like this long string of lights. They lit up our whole house on Christmas Day. But now it's January and the bulbs have all burned out. But still they hang like
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Just gone 11, June '87. And somebody says. Andy Warhol's dead. No more Edie, Andy or Candy. No more factory. Because Andy Warhol's dead. Andy
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Just gone 11, June '87. And somebody says. Andy Warhol's dead. No more Edie, Andy or Candy. No more factory. Because Andy Warhol's dead. Andy
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Artist Talib Kweli & Dead Prez. Song Sharp Shooters. Typed by NLP * denmark Farum 3520. lirilommen@msn. com (stic. man). Everything is politics,I CHIN, Kweli, people army, you know it (M-1
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. So many games we played. Through every fleeted summer. Through every precious day. . All dead all dead. All the dreams we had. And I wonder why I still live on. All dead all dead. And alone Im
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feed you. If i can't have you I'll be dead again, dead again. . Alright. Come on, yeah. Yeah, alright. . Wait for me darling, i can't wait to see you. Everyones loosing they're mind again. Don't
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your head where are you going. Where are you going now friend. Fighting against the dead end It sets off like a fire alarm in a city made of ice. But still you just surrender. And I can see it's got
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. New York had lied to me, I needed the truth. Oh, I need somebody, I needed someone I could trust. I don't gamble, but if I did I would bet on us Like the Dead Sea. You told me I was like the Dead Sea
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. New York had lied to me, I needed the truth. Oh, I need somebody, I needed someone I could trust. I don't gamble, but if I did I would bet on us Like the Dead Sea. You told me I was like the Dead Sea
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Song Dead Insdie - Muse. Dead inside!. Revere a million prayers. And draw me into your holiness. But there's nothing there. Light only shines from those who share. Unleash a million drones. And
