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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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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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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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Bài hát Lets Get Dead With The Living Dead - Snow White's Poison Bite. GO!. Trigger happy shotgun sinner. Hanging from a rope I hope you choke. You're my target practice at the shooting range. But I
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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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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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. 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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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
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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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brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means. Provoking images delicate features so smooth. A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon Dance with the dead in my dreams. Listen to their hallowed
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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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White on white translucent black capes. Back on the rack. Bela lugosi's dead. The bats have left the bell tower. The victims have been bled. Red velvet lines the black box. Bela lugosi's dead
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Everybody just looks ugly. Now information don't compute. I draw a blank every time I think. The football crowd is going to give me a boot And Saturday nite is dead, Saturday nite is dead. It
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Lifeless dead, that unclean bed. Till or when her hunger's fed. How he'd wished that they would wed. "I promise on our love" she said. Promises were never kept. Alone on dirty floor he slept
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floor. No money coming in. The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in We are strictly second class. And we don't understand Dead end, why we should be on dead end street?. Dead end, people are
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Song Dead Bodies Everywhere - Korn. Come on, step inside, and you will realize. Tell me what you need, tell me what to be. What's your vision?. You'll see, what do you expect of me?. I can't live
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Song Dead Bodies Everywhere - Korn. Come on, step inside, and you will realize. Tell me what you need, tell me what to be. What's your vision?. You'll see, what do you expect of me?. I can't live
