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feel so lonely and ragged. You lay there broken and naked. My love is just waiting. Whispers In The Dark lyrics on . http//music. yeucahat. com/song/English/41348-Whispers-In-The-Dark~Skillet. html. To
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Bài hát Monster - Skillet. The secret side of me, I never let you see . I keep it caged but I can't control it . So stay away from me, the beast is ugly . I feel the rage and I just can't hold it
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HeRo. I'm just a step away. I'm just a breath away. Losing my faith today. Falling off the edge today. I am just a man. Not superhuman. I'm not superhuman. Someone save me from the hate. It's just ano
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I hate feeling like this. I'm so tired of trying to fight this. I'm asleep and all I dream of. Is waking to you. Tell me that you will listen. Your touch is what I'm missing. And the more I hide I rea
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I’m at war with the world and they. Try to pull me into the dark. I struggle to find my faith. As I’m slippin’ from your arms. It’s getting harder to stay awake. And my strength is fading fast. You br
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Bài hát Feel Invincible - Skillet. Target on my back. Lone survivor lasts. They got me in their sights. No surrender no. Trigger fingers go. Living the dangerous life. Hey, hey, hey. Everyday when I
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0019. 190I'm a nation, I'm a million faces. 0022. 0Formed together, made for elevation. 0025. 130I'm a soldier, I won't surrender. 0027. 660Faith is like a fire that never burns to embers. 0030. 960(W
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Bài hát Salvation - Skillet. All alone, lost in this abyss. Crawling in the dark. Nothing to wet my longing lips. And I wonder where you are. Are you far, will you come to my rescue. Am I left to die
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Bài hát Battle Cry - Skillet. You’re on the edge of giving up. You know I feel it too. You won't be alone because. I’m with you. Bring the fire, bring the smoke, bring the rain. We will bend but we
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words. Good evening, my people up in the chandeliers. The wining and dining, the menu is blood, sweat and tears. Everybody ready, raining down confetti. Champions are born right now. Ain't about the g
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Bài hát American Noise - Skillet. Angry words and honking cars. Satellites and falling stars. Distant dark blue radios that whisper down my boulevards. Ghosts and chains rattle in the attic. Broken
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