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incomplete. So if you want the truth. I just wanna be part of your symphony. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. Symphony. Like a love song on the radio. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. I'm sorry
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Bài hát Hymn For The Weekend - Coldplay. Drink from me, drink from me. Then we'll shoot across the sky. Symphony. Then we'll shoot across the sky. We're on a. Drink from me, drink from me. Then we'll
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Far beyond the road. Between your house and home. There is a churning storm. Of hailing burning bones. . Tiny baby cries. Little, tiny pawn. In the profit gain. Tiny baby grows. . Mother
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smile in the end. . Yes, you can. . I can see what you mean - it just takes me longer. And, I can feel what you feel - it just makes you stronger. . I know, I know, I know. The feeling grows. I
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'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life. Try to make ends meet. You're a slave to money then you die. I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down. You know the one that takes you
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'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life. Try to make ends meet. You're a slave to money then you die. I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down. You know the one that takes you
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The tomb of Hades, lit by flickering torchlight. The nether world is gathered in the glare. Prince By-Tor takes the cavern to the north light. The sign of Eth is rising in the air. By-Tor, knight
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If I could write a. Symphony for Susan. . I would write a melody. That would tell her. Create a spell for her. Ring a bell for her. And let her know. How much I fell for her. . If I could
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Bài hát Symphony Of Destruction - Megadeth. Mustaine. You take a mortal man,. And put him in control. Watch him become a god. Watch peoples heads a'roll. A'roll. chorus. Just like the Pied Piper. Led
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incomplete. So if you want the truth. I just wanna be part of your symphony. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. Symphony. Like a love song on the radio. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. I'm sorry
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. I hear a symphony. A tender melody. Pulling me closer. Closer to your arms. . Then suddenly, I hear a symphony. Ooh, your lips are touching mine. A feeling so divine. Till I leave the past
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marionettes,. Swaying to the Symphony. Of Destruction. . Acting like a robot,. It's metal brain corrodes. You try to take it's pulse,. Before the head explodes. Explodes. . Just like the Pied Piper
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When I passed you in the doorway. You took me with a glance. I should have took that last bus home. But I asked you for a dance. . Now we go steady to the pictures. I always get chocolate
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When I passed you in the doorway. You took me with a glance. I should have took that last bus home. But I asked you for a dance. . Now we go steady to the pictures. I always get chocolate
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be part of your symphony. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. Symphony. Like a love song on the radio. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. I'm sorry if it's all too much. Every day you're here
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be part of your symphony. Will you hold me tight and not let go?. Symphony. Like a love song on the radio. ♪. (Every melody is timeless). Sorry if it's all too much. Every day you're here, I'm healing
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). Don preston (electric piano). Arthur tripp (drums, percussion). Jimmy carl black (drums). Members of the bbc symphony orchestra (roy sings melody) All. Boooooh
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D. McDougall. . So I packed my bags and I said I'm goin' away. Out of Toronto on the next flight I was gone. And it felt so good when I called my folks. But nothing like it felt to be alone
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Do it, Do it, Do it, Do the Hustle (Do the Hustle). Do the Hustle (Do the Hustle). Do the Hustle. Do it, Do it, Do the Hustle (Do the Hustle). Do the Hustle (Do the Hustle). Do the Hustle (Do
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out. . I can give you this sweet symphony. And I hope it makes you feel fine. And it's all that you can get from me,. It will always be by your side. . Whatcha gonna do when the devil finds you
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. The story's always you It's more than harmony. When you sing with me. It's an entire symphony (Chorus) Don't be afraid, love. We can take it from. The happy ending The great in grateful. The faith
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call no cops call the state police. Don't break up this blown out symphony You think I'm wasting all my precious time. You say my music oughta be a crime Well, give the radio. Give the radio back
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call no cops call the state police. Don't break up this blown out symphony You think I'm wasting all my precious time. You say my music oughta be a crime Well, give the radio. Give the radio back
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up Yo, I believe that's me. Yo, get on the mic and rock the symphony Yo P, time to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot. Makin' necks snap back, like a slingshot. E hustle, and muscle my way in
