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. Oooh ooh ooooh. . Chorus. You're undiscovered. I wanna see the rest of you. I can't get next to you. I can't get next to you. . You're undiscovered. I wanna see the rest of you. I can't get
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time, she taste the line, the lies, the life. Of where you might just say she stays to go nowhere. Midnight scenes from an old romantic movie. Usually you'll be there today I say what's different. I
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La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. Ring around the rosies. Pocket full of posies. Taste the hands of children. Happiness of children. . Death
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In the silence of darkness, among the shadows of the dead we hear. A wolf howling hungry to wake up children of the graves. Unripe Vengeance! The cult that serves as revenge. Has put forward it's
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Pay no attention to the writing on the wall. The words seem empty 'cause there's nothing there at all. We let the wise men beat the drums too soon. We were just children of the moon. No one to
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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Revolution in their minds - the children start to march. Against the world which they have to live in. Oh! The hate that's in their hearts. They're tired of being pushed around and told just what
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We are children of production. Produced in conjunction. With the urgency of our Dr. Funkenstein In his widsom he forenotioned. The shortcomings of your condition. So, we the clones, were
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Verse. We are the children of today. We are the ones that got away. The future left unsaid. It's our time to change the world. You'll make it better as we learn. We are the only ones who can. We are
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Song Children Of The Light - Jackson 5, Michael Jackson. Children of the Light, oh. Children of the Light, oh. People work and people talk. And think that their alive. But ask them what their life's
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Song Children Of The Light - Jackson 5, Michael Jackson. Children of the Light, oh. Children of the Light, oh. People work and people talk. And think that their alive. But ask them what their life's
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Bài hát Children Of The Night - Kate Covington. Come little children , I'll take thee away . Into a land of enchantment. Come little children , the time's come to play. Here in my garden of shadows
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Well you can bump and grind. And it's good for your mind. Well you can twist and shout. Let it all hang out But you won't fool the children of the revolution. No you won't fool the children of
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Children of this time She spends one evening alone, she's on fire. Thinkin' of you in a dream. You come home and she says you're a liar. Asking where have you been But she's the angel of your
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born to wealth. Earned by someone else. And when their moment comes. They take it and they run. Some are born to be. Lonely refugees. Their heart must weigh a ton. . Children of the night. Their
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Bài hát Fields Of Gold - Peter Hollens, Tyler Ward. You'll remember me when the west wind moves. Upon the fields of barley. You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky. As we walk in fields of gold. So
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I'd sing more about moral of this land. But all God's children ain't free. I'd open up every door I can. 'Cause all God's children ain't free I met a beaten broken man. He shovels dirt but got no
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Bài hát Children Of A Miracle - Don Diablo, Marnik. Sea of flames, taking hold. They're throwing oil on burning water. They raise the tides. We raise the boats. No, we won't be going under. We are
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Verse. We are the children of today. We are the ones that got away. We are the future left unsaid. It's our time to change the world. We'll make it better as we learn. We are the only ones who can
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We are children of the future. Wonder where this world is going to, going to. We are children of the future. Wonder what in this world we are going to do, going to do When they get high. They can
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gatherings hold candles, but not their tongues. And too much blood has flown from the wrists. Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss. Who will rise to stop the blood?. We're calling for, insisting
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waters of Bodom. Turn a blood shade of red. As the Children Of Bodom. Lake their last breath. . When the calm is setting in. We'll watch it swiftly disappear. Too many years of silence. Soon he's
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There were too many years. Under spells awry. As the fortune appears. It begins to die So I've come here to wait. For the end of it all. 'Till I'm gone from here. I'm gone from here Children of
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