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. I can make your days and nights. Look like fantasy. He aint got nothing on me. My garage looks like the Dupont registry. Im so superb. Shawty whats the word?. If you lookin for love, love, love
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You leave your home for days and days. Yeah Money ain't *, bitches ain't neither. You know I'm on that grass, don't cut on the sprinklers. Pussy on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers
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Bái hát The Days - Avicii. Under the tree where the grass don't grow. We made a promise to never get old. You had a chance and you took it on me. And I made a promise that I couldn't keep. Heart ache
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good days and bad days Making a night of it. Breaking the barriers. Drowning your sorrows. Upset the regulars Sticks and stones and animal bones. Can't stop me from getting away with. Good days and
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Hold me tight. Keep me cool. Going mad. Don't know what to do. Do I need a friend?. Well, I need one now All the days of my life. All the days of my life. All the days I owe you All I've done
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Morning seems strange, almost out of place. Searched hard for you and your special ways. These days. These days Spent all my time, learnt a killer's art. Took threats and abuse 'till I'd learned
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Three days that I hate to see arrive. Three days that I hate to be alive. Three days filled with tears and sorrow. Yesterday, today and tomorrow There are three days that I know, that I'll be blue
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These days seem like years. When the nights are spent in tears. Tomorrow seems a lifetime away. These days, these days Ever since you said goodbye. The hands on the clock just take their time
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Some days are dry, some days are leaky. Some days come clean, other days are sneaky. Some days take less, but most days take more. Some slip through your fingers and onto the floor Some days
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Trust me, I can help you. Feel free, we can save you. Join us in the good life. And better days, better days Campaign for the new life. Champagne and the bright lights. Make way for the right
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tryna hit eighty-eight to go back in time?. Remember when they played "Purple Rain" to our first slow dance?. Remember when we thought that first base was just holding hands?. Pre-Chorus. Those days come
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All these dyin' days. I walk the ghost town. Used to be my city. I seen a holy man. Seen him cryin' with the Mother Mary. All these dyin' days Yes it's too late. This life isn't mine. Lord
