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Bài hát Genghis Khan (Louis The Child Remix) - Miike Snow. I know there's no form. And no labels to put on. To this thing we keep. And dip into when we need. And I don't have the right. To ask where
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Bài hát It’s Strange - Louis The Child, K. Flay. Heartbeat so cold that I don't feel at all. It's caught up inside so build all these walls. The head rolling back, but I'm faking the rush. I'm out
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slow. I'm only young but that was long ago. The air was cooler now it burns my lungs. Stains my eyes and stills my tongue. ♪. I tried to run but I was much too slow. I'm only young but that was long ago
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I'm a child of South Africa. I'm a child of Vietnam. I'm a child of Northern Ireland. I'm a small boy with blood on his hands Yes I'm a child of the universe. Yes I'm a child of the universe
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?. Gone back in time to bless the child. . How can I ever feel again?. Given the chance would I return?. Why am I loved only when I'm gone?. Gone back in time to bless the child. Think of me long
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I'm as free as a bird now. As flighty as a Bumble Bee. I'm here today and gone tomorrow. Foot loose child and fancy free. I'm absolutely independent. Nothin' at all is gonna worry me I believe I
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-huh). Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donuts. while Black Child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed Chorus Black Child. Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleep. And pray to God I
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-huh). Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donuts. while Black Child got niggaz on the corner with they hands cuffed Chorus Black Child. Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleep. And pray to God I
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tiGod Bless The Child. arShania Twain. al. Hallelujah, hallelujah,. God bless the child who suffers. God bless the young without mothers. This child is homeless,. That child's on crack. One plays
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will come when you can give love. Chorus. Child of the wind. I feel your warning. Child of the sea. I see your tears. Child of the rain. I hear your thunder. Child of the sky. I hear your cry
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We interrupt This Program Of the Beautiful World Of Ashanti. Chapter 2. To Bring You To The Streets. According To Black Child Black Child Rapping To The End.
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I'm a child. Of South Africa. I'm a child. Of Vietnam. I'm a child. Of Northern Ireland. I'm a small boy. With blood on his hands. Yes, I'm a child. Of the universe. Yes, I'm a child. Of
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show you the worst side of life. That you thought was forgotten forever. It's not that it's even there. But it's always lurking around. Like a child of the Jago. A child of the Jago. Yeah yeah The
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?. Gone back in time to bless the child. . How can I ever feel again?. Given the chance would I return?. Why am I loved only when I'm gone?. Gone back in time to bless the child. Think of me long
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?. Gone back in time to bless the child. . How can I ever feel again?. Given the chance would I return?. Why am I loved only when I'm gone?. Gone back in time to bless the child. Think of me long
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?. Gone back in time to bless the child. . How can I ever feel again?. Given the chance would I return?. Why am I loved only when I'm gone?. Gone back in time to bless the child. Think of me long
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What child is this?. Who meant to rest on Mary's lap is sleeping. Who angels greet with anthem sweet. While shepherds watch our keeping This, this is Christ, the King. Whom shepherds guard and
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heart says go. She lets the bright lights guide her. Through the rain and the drivin' snow. And where they come from she don't know She's a child of the wild blue yonder. Flying out of here. She's a
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heart says go. She lets the bright lights guide her. Through the rain and the drivin' snow. And where they come from she don't know She's a child of the wild blue yonder. Flying out of here. She's a
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embrace you. For magic stars and mystery. My open heart Why did we make it so hard. This life is so complicated. Until we see it. Through the eyes of a child Why did we make it so hard. This life is
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, nowhere. . I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be. That man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea. Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. . I love my baby like a school boy loves his
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heard the voice inside him say. "Do you believe that what you have is what you need" You can't blame Louis. Oh, Louis He found a girl. His heart's desire. She was the first. She quenched the thirst
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Bài hát Child Of The Sun - Reckless Love. Well I am born from the heat. what it is you think I need. what it is I need to be myself. and breathe I breathe. Sanity and lunacy. two alike but
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Bài hát Mary's boy child - Boney M. Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day. . And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day. . Long time ago in Bethlehem, so the Holy
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Take life easy. Easy like a child. So gay and care free. Yeah Love, love is welcome. As a sunny, sunny day. The whole world smiles with you. As you go your own merry way 'Cause with a child's heart
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Bài hát Better Not - Louis The Child, Wafia. I know it's hard to admit it that you found love. It's hard to stay in it, but he's better. Than anyone I've seen you with before. So talk to me, tell me
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A little child on a sickbed lay. And death was very near. He was the pride and the only child. Of a railroad engineer His duty had called him from those he loved. And seeing that hope was dim
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A little child on a sickbed lay. And death was very near. He was the pride and the only child. Of a railroad engineer His duty had called him from those he loved. And seeing that hope was dim
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warrior is a child Unafraid because His armor is the best. But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest. People say that I'm amazing never face retreat. But they don't see the enemies that lay me at His
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Lord we thank YOu for YOur child. born in a manger meek and mild. Unto us this day born the King of Israel The star revealed His birth. Peace and goodwill to men on earth. Unto us this day born
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child with the blues Take your time smell the flowers. Oh yeah, make smile for yourself. Girl, don't make livin' so hard, so hard, so hard. I keep tellin' myself Feels like I'm goin' away. Sometimes
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and meter. Make your final touch; people talk too much. Madman screams an unknown language. Still shaking in the tear room, like a sick child. Still shaking, nothing reconciled, like a sick child
