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mariyeo,. niga namyeon mal an hagesseo. geurae nae paeding deoreopge. bissago deoreopge an yeppeo. (But I say) neomu gatgo sipeunde eotteokhae. naboda mot saneun chingudeuldo da gajyeonneunde. (And I say
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Bài hát iT - Christine And The Queens. With iT. I become the death Dickinson feared. With iT. I'm the red amiral on his ship. And I raise. Wet infans for my coronation. I'll rule over my all my dead
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home and watch the sunset. But I can't help from asking, "Are you bored yet?". And if you're feeling lonely you should tell me. Before this ends up as another memory. Will you tell the truth so I don't
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She tries not to shatter, kaleidoscope style. Personality changes behind her red smile. Every new problem brings a stranger inside. Heplessly forcing one more new disguise Christine, the
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She's got me dizzy, she sees me through to the end. She's got me in her hands and there's no use in pretending Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen She drives me crazy, I want to give her all I've
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She's got me dizzy, she sees me through to the end. She's got me in her hands and there's no use in pretending. Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen. . She drives me crazy, I want to give her all
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She tries not to shatter, kaleidoscope style. Personality changes behind her red smile. Every new problem brings a stranger inside. Heplessly forcing one more new disguise. . Christine-the
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She's got me dizzy, she sees me through to the end. She's got me in her hands and there's no use in pretending. Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen. . She drives me crazy, I want to give her all
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Bài hát Firefly - Nao, Mura Masa. Pavement's turning into gold. And it's risin' up into my eyes. Up on my back I feel the static more. Tripping the wire, surrounded in time. I see this as mystical
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Well, take it easy while the world goes crazy. As it's just another day and we've all been through the mangle. And our pockets are empty but we'll live like kings and queens. Hear the choirs of
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Well, take it easy while the world goes crazy. As it's just another day and we've all been through the mangle. And our pockets are empty but we'll live like kings and queens. Hear the choirs of
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