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Bài hát The Age Of Worry - John Mayer. Close your eyes and clone yourself. Build your heart an army. To defend your innocence. While you do everything wrong. Don't be scared to walk alone. Don't be
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Bài hát The Age Of The Cathedrals - IU. This is a tale that takes its place. In Paris fair, this year of grace. Fourteen hundred eighty-two. A tale of lust, and love so true. We are the artists of
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Song The Golden Age of Rock 'n' Roll - Mott The Hoople. Everybody hazy shell-shocked and crazy . Screaming for the face at the window. Jeans for the genies dresses for the dreamies. Fighting for a
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Bài hát The Golden Age - Woodkid. Walking through the fields of gold. In the distance, bombs can fall. Boy we're running free. Facing light in the flow. And in the cherry trees. We're hiding from the
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Capture the moment. Carry the day. Stay with the chase. As long as you may Follow the dreamer. The fool and the sage. Back to the days. Of the innocent age Storybook endings. Never appear
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soles Boots were made for walking. Winds were blowing change. Boys fall in the jungle. As I came of age Black and white TV. With a broken twelve inch screen. Dylan's Highway 61. And Jackie's love
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souls of the forgotten are resting in need. But the human race and the fate on which they pray. Are dying today, in the plague of a new age. . Pile the bodies up, burn them when they're young. We'll
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souls of the forgotten are resting in need. But the human race and the fate on which they pray. Are dying today, in the plague of a new age. . Pile the bodies up, burn them when they're young. We'll
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Don't be ashamed of your age. Don't let the years get you down. That old gang you knew, they still think of you. As all rounder in your old hometown Don't mind the gray in your hair. Just think
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Yeah. In the beginning there was darkness and there was light. At the dawn of creation there was fear in the dead of night. There was thunder, there was flame. The whole wide world is driving me
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you and me. (We're gonna be so happy). Well do, do all the things, we couldn't do before When, when I come of age. (We're gonna be so happy). When, when I come of age, yeah. When, when I come of
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word Reich, say what you like. . We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to depress. The scabaret sacrilegends. This is the Golden Age of Grotesque. . We're the low Art Gloominati, and we aim to
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Do you hear the thunder. Raging in the sky?. Premonition of a. Shattered world that's gonna die In the Age of Reason. how do we survive?. The protocols of evil. Ravaging so many lives?. So
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Love Has Come of Age. Kenny Loggins. (This Is It) The many times you've learned the lines. That love has spoken. So easily you love to leave. Your heart's unbroken. You've opened up a hundred
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Put your hands on the wheel. Let the golden age begin. Let the window down. Feel the moonlight on your skin. Let the desert wind. Cool your aching head. Let the weight of the world. Drift away
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Follow trails of you to here. Every mile takes you my way. Rolling faster if we can. Roll. Tables turnin all the time. I'm the dog at your feet. Out of sight and out of time. Yours. You're
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Baby shaved her head and gone. Now she's got black stockings on. I think she's warmin' up to the ice age Baby spreads her little wings. Now the boys say awful things. I think she's warmin' up to
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my TV screen. To my color eye This is telecommunication. Telecommunication. Telecommunication. Telecommunication Video screen. Silver page. With a new calibration. For the nuclear age This is
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my TV screen. To my color eye This is telecommunication. Telecommunication. Telecommunication. Telecommunication Video screen. Silver page. With a new calibration. For the nuclear age This is
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my TV screen. To my color eye This is telecommunication. Telecommunication. Telecommunication. Telecommunication Video screen. Silver page. With a new calibration. For the nuclear age This is
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. . I see the color of your eyes turn to gray. I feel the wind is growing colder every day. Sometimes I open up the walls and disappear. Sometimes the crashing of the waves is all I hear. . Ocean
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see the color of your eyes turn to gray. I feel the wind is growing colder every day. Sometimes I open up the walls and disappear. Sometimes the crashing of the waves is all I hear Ocean, help me
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see the color of your eyes turn to gray. I feel the wind is growing colder every day. Sometimes I open up the walls and disappear. Sometimes the crashing of the waves is all I hear Ocean, help me
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
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Walk down Portobello road to the sound of reggae. I'm alive. The age of gold, yes the age of. The age of old. The age of gold. The age of music is past. I hear them talk as I walk yes I hear
