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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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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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victim. Has come to a glittering end. If you want to get rid of someone. The man with the golden gun Will get it done. He'll shoot anyone. With his golden gun
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at tonight?". Got no alibi, I was all alone. With the love of my life. She's got glitter for skin. My radiant beam in the night. I don't need no light to see you. Shine. It's your golden hour. You slow
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the story. I just hope my feet are clean enough. To walk upon the golden streets of glory Green meadows where the little children play. No sorrow there, just one long happy day. And none will litter
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the story. I just hope my feet are clean enough. To walk upon the golden streets of glory Green meadows where the little children play. No sorrow there, just one long happy day. And none will litter
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the story. I just hope my feet are clean enough. To walk upon the golden streets of glory Green meadows where the little children play. No sorrow there, just one long happy day. And none will litter
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. I've been fooled too many times. Always hearing little black and white lies. I've had enough, end of the line. I told myself that I would get it right this time. Then you walk in through the door
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Light touched my hands in a dream of golden skans. From now on, you can forget all future plans. Night touched my hands with the turning, golden skans. From the night to the light, all plans are
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. Gonna board the Golden Rocket and leave this town. guitar . Well hear her thunder on through the night this Golden Rocket is doin' me right. And that sunny southland sure is a part of me. From your
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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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Bài hát Golden Days - Panic! at the Disco. I found a pile of Polaroids. In the crates of a record shop. They were sexy, sexy looking back. From a night that time forgot. Boy he was something debonair
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away A touch of rain and sunshine made the flower grow. Into a lovely smile that's blooming. And it's so clear to me that you're my dream come true. There is no way that I'll be losing And golden lady
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wasted dont waste it,. And we try and we fall and we live another day. And we rise like a phoenix from the flames. And it burns but it turns out golden. We love to dream aloud with both feet on the ground
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I'm drunk, can't see my glass. Not worried, chair dancing man Tossed out of the golden playpen. Beating the drum of pain and pleasure You see the street ahead. Just keep walking down it, look
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icy rim. Behind your golden eyelids. Are drops of your hair. Oh, but your tears. That your cancer’s fade. On the source of it. On your voice sings rain. My twins were born. Far too early. Called out and
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In the golden garden Bird of Peace. Stands the silver girl the Wild Jewels niece. Paints in pretty colors Children's drawings on the wall. Look of doubt I cast you out begone your ragged call
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away. 'Cause no one listened yesterday, yesterday Now I see we're at the point of return. At the point of return. You know, it takes a while but I guess I can learn. Ooh, baby, I want to learn
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. . Love is reaches through the darkness. Loves the king of golden rules. Bombs are falling as we're dancing. To this man made sonic boom. Love is reaches through the darkness. Loves the king of golden
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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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Wanna show you something like the joy inside my heart. Seems I've been living in the temple of the dog. Where would I live, if I were a man of golden words?. Or would I live at all? Words and
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Wanna show you something like the joy inside my heart. Seems I've been living in the temple of the dog. Where would I live, if I were a man of golden words?. Or would I live at all? Words and
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. Loving you's the antidote. Golden. You're so golden. I don't wanna be alone. You're so golden. You're so golden. I'm out of my head. And I know that you're scared. Because hearts get broken. I know that
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Bài hát Golden - Lady Antebellum. The sunset falls in Wichita, yellow dances through the blue. Wheat fields catch a glimpse of heaven, makes me think of you. And even when you're miles away,. You're
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, Guadalajara. Where mighty condors fly, in the valley. Where the silence calls, Guadalajara. In the golden sun, of Jimenez. . With a broken voice and weary eyes. He turned the pages of, the diary of his
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I wanna sing the song you wrote for me. We had it on repeat it was golden. . But now you're gone. It feels so wrong, the melody. Changed so much since I heard it first, . None of the words
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I wanna sing the song you wrote for me. We had it on repeat it was golden. . But now you're gone. It feels so wrong, the melody. Changed so much since I heard it first, . None of the words
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gray, mmm. Chorus. We had our golden hour. Golden hour. Like diamonds on your face. Watchin' the sun go down on this hour. Golden hour. Golden hour. The best part of my day. Was watchin' the sun go down
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, cora, cao. E confia. Na for,ca do amanha The Lord of the earthquake. My trembling bed. The spider resumes the rhythm. On it's golden thread. And all of these spirit voices rule the night. (Foreign
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amanha The Lord of the earthquake. My trembling bed. The spider resumes the rhythm. On it's golden thread. And all of these spirit voices rule the night. (Foreign Content). And all of these spirit
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the olden days. When commitment was golden Be the man of my dreams and get down on one knee, love. Say you'll be all I need and then ask me to marry you, my love. Let's take two golden bands and
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ti. ar. al. How cruel is the golden rule,. When the lives we lived are only golden plated. And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me,. Though I carried carats for everyone to see
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that you think that's cool. (Say word?). I know most guys won't freak together. She forgot about the Golden Rule — a huh huh. It's ok to put us in a three-way. It's not gay when it's in a three-way
