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In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky. That's the place where I trace my bloodline. And it's there I read on a hillside gravestone. 'You will never leave Harlan alive' When my granddad's dad
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Song Matt's Apartment - The Internet. As I go, to the other side of Earth. I will see you again I promise. To the other side of Earth. I will see you again I promise. x2. As I go, to the other side of
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of love, I said I'm all out of love). From http//www. metrolyrics. com/earthquake-lyrics-matt-cab. html . I wish I could press rewind to the days when you were mine, yeah. I'd pull back the hands of
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Song Haunting Me - Matt, Kim. My arms are sore. Home acting bored. I shut my eyes. Say it's alright. Can you see what is haunting me?. I try to walk but we're scared to find. You know me well and
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Song Please No More - Matt, Kim. This morning I read all the bad news. Front and back you know through and through. Now the inks all over my hands. Won't wash off, I don't understand. Please, please
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From Russia With Love. - Matt Monro. >From Russia with love, I fly to you. Much wiser since my goodbye to you. I've travelled the world to learn. I must return. >From Russia with love. I've
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Song Let'S Run Away - Matt, Kim. Let's run, run, run, run away. Don't bring, bring anything. Somewhere, where, where, where we'll stand. Without locks, keys, and kings. Verse 1. Called on the last
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Song Fall To Pieces - Matt, Kim. We were the weirdos hanging out in Prospect Park. We were the weirdos making out at a graveyard. and maybe I'm not still exactly who I was. but pretty close because
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Song Hold Us Together - Matt Maher. It don't have a job, don't pay your bills. Won't buy you a home in Beverly Hills. Won't fix your life in five easy steps. Ain't the law of the land or the
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Bài hát All Our Endless Love - The Bird and The Bee, Matt Berninger. Verse 1 Inara George. At first I was scared. The way these feelings started coming on. I couldn’t breathe without you there. I
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Song Breng Me Naar Het Water - Marco Borsato, Matt Simons. In de vroegte van de morgen. Sprak je zachtjes mijn naam. En ik wist dat je me zeggen zou. Dat het tijd was om te gaan. Je zei schat maak je
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