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Bài hát Ghost In The Machine - SZA, Phoebe Bridgers. Everything disgusting, conversation is so boring. Heard about what?. "I hate her," "I don't agree," "I did it first". I give a *. I just wanna
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Give up the ghost (x4) I'm sorry if I didn't match your wishes. Maybe if we sleep on it tonight. There's a chance that when we wake up in the monring. We'll see it clearly in another light Give up
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Give up the ghost (x4) I'm sorry if I didn't match your wishes. Maybe if we sleep on it tonight. There's a chance that when we wake up in the monring. We'll see it clearly in another light Give up
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. And she don't fade. The ghost in you. She don't fade. Inside you the time moves. And she don't fade. A race is on I'm on your side. And hearing you my engines die. I'm in a mood for you. For
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. And she don't fade. The ghost in you. She don't fade. Inside you the time moves. And she don't fade. A race is on I'm on your side. And hearing you my engines die. I'm in a mood for you. For
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. And she don't fade. The ghost in you. She don't fade. Inside you the time moves. And she don't fade. A race is on I'm on your side. And hearing you my engines die. I'm in a mood for you. For
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ragged sky and up the cloudy draw Yippie yi yay, yippie yi ooh. Ghost Riders in the sky. Yippie yi yay, yippie yi ooh. Ghost Riders in the sky Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made
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There's a ghost in my house. The ghost of your memories. The ghost of the love you took from me Where our love used to be. Only shadows from the past I see. Time can't seem to erase. The vision
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ragged sky and up the cloudy draw Yippie yi yay, yippie yi ooh. Ghost Riders in the sky. Yippie yi yay, yippie yi ooh. Ghost Riders in the sky Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made
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Bài hát (Ghost) Riders In The Sky (Live) - Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson. An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way. When all at once a mighty
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The silence is unusually loud tonight the strange sound of nothing fills my ears. The night rushes in like a crowd of nights and the ghost of our old love goes away. This strange world of darkness
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The silence is unusually loud tonight the strange sound of nothing fills my ears. The night rushes in like a crowd of nights and the ghost of our old love goes away. This strange world of darkness
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we'll find She maybe tall, she maybe short. She may be even wide. But Lady Luck stop that wheel. On 38 24 35 Step up, whose next in line. This love machine don't waste no time. Let the wheel go round
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we'll find She maybe tall, she maybe short. She may be even wide. But Lady Luck stop that wheel. On 38 24 35 Step up, whose next in line. This love machine don't waste no time. Let the wheel go round
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, machine to machine you got. Some primitive feel. Two animals, machine to machine. Spinnin' in circles, spinnin' inside the wheel So physical, electric I feel. All I need is a taste. You feed on any
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Bài hát Ghost In The Mist - Lacuna Coil. Well now get out of my face. Locked here I can not escape. It's my life. What the hell is going on. The difference is that I can't change it. Everyday seem
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live, we love, we lie. Deep in the dark, I don't need the light. There's a ghost inside me. It all belongs to the other side. We live, we love, we lie. ♪. (We live, we love, we lie). ♪. Hello, hello
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thundered through the sky . For he saw the Riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry . Yippie yi yaaaaay . Yippie yi Ohhhhh . Ghost Riders in the sky . Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred
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. Shadows me through the sky. A sideways glance in the mirror. Stalemate machine in tie Come on. Come down. Come out from where you hide. Get up. Get off. Get on with your life Forever means all is not
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down in your chair. And he shines with your light. And he lays down his head. On your pillow at night. I'm just a ghost in this house. I'm just a shadow upon these walls. I'm living proof of the damage
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Late one night the midnight ghost rolled out of San Jose. We could hear the echo of the whistle across the bay. Gypsy said that he could hear. The freedom he couldn't see. I smiled and rubbed old
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stay. Would you try to let go if I stood in the way. And I need you to see now there's no where to hide. If tonight you should leave as the ghost in my life. . Moving in through empty rooms. The
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I found the air, down here in the chambers. You warned me of danger. But I want to stop this for a moment. There must be someone in the open Waiting for the starlight. Rendezvous at midnight. I
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hide. Too late to leave him are the songs in her car Did it all,. For that dollar. She's a star tonight. Without warning. She gave up, the ghost inside They call it chivalry, never pull a punch for
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hide. Too late to leave him are the songs in her car Did it all,. For that dollar. She's a star tonight. Without warning. She gave up, the ghost inside They call it chivalry, never pull a punch for
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centralized. So serene on the screen, he was mesmerized. Cellular phones soundin' a death tone. Corporations cold turn ya to stone before ya realize They load the clip in omnicolour. Said they pack the 9
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the Ghost of Love. Deep in my mind. I hear the chains. of the Ghost of Love. You are falling. Down and dirty. you'll be crawling. lower than low. can you sleep. can you breathe. when you know. what
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sadness wrapped up in her bones. Walking the ghost. Walking the ghost. Walking the ghost. I'm sensitive to unkindness. Stab in the back burn in the ribs. I need your fingers to straighten my flesh. I
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fooling nobody is to where it goes. I'm sitting down here in the campfire light. Searching for the Ghost of Tom Joad He pulls his prayer book out of a sleeping bag. The preacher lights up a butt and
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Song The Ghost Of Al Capone - John Cooper Clarke. In a marble room I was alone. Somewhere in the heart of rome. Through gardens long since overgrown. Down old arcades of broken stone. I met the ghost
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about where it goes. I'm sitting down here in the campfire light. Searching for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag. Preacher lights up a butt and he takes a drag
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about where it goes. I'm sitting down here in the campfire light. Searching for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag. Preacher lights up a butt and he takes a drag
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love you We get together on the outside. On the outside looking in. Taking chances on the down side. On the outside we can win You're a lean machine. Do you know what I mean?. You're a lean machine
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they thundered through the sky. For he saw the Riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry. . Yippie yi ooohhh. Yippie yi yaaaay. . Ghost Riders in the sky. . Their faces gaunt, their eyes
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this ruined garden. The vines hanging on pillars and walls. Gather the light over the water. . Cold serenity lies within these secret halls. Embracing me in her essence. The air so calm and still
