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Tricks, devilish tricks, you, devil, you. You've got a few tricks that you do. Like bringing your lips so close to mine, I shiver and shake. And makin' me feel that I don't care, what chances I
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careful. After what went down last time. 'Cause you got my heart. Playin' tricks on my mind. . Tear stains on my pillow, bottles in the trash. I'm a little bit long on sorrow, . And a little bit
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. After what went down last time. 'Cause you got my heart. Playin' tricks on my mind. . Tear stains on my pillow, bottles in the trash. I'm a little bit long on sorrow, . And a little bit short on
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I wish I had not woke up today. Everyone mistakes the things you say. Take the simple truth and twist it all around. Make it sound important, make it seem profound Dog new tricks. Nothing you
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I mind, I mind. I mind I mind, I mind. I mind, I mind I mind, I mind. I mind I mind, I mind. I mind, I mind
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I'm half a crazy man. Waiting for confirmation. Signs keep a changing and. I need some more information Some tricks of the light. You'll never know. Make a flickering midnight light. Into a
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Bài hát Tricks Up My Sleeve - Daniel Ingram. Trixie. Ya better believe. I got tricks up my sleeve. And I captivate. 'Cause I'm powerful and grea-ea-eat. The Illusions. Oh, whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh. Trixie
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Bài hát Mind Games - Sickick. (I smell your fear, I smell your fear). There's another side that you don't know, you don't know. I can't wait to get you all alone, all alone. Once I'm in there ain't
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Bài hát I Don't Mind - William Singe. Shawty, I don't mind if you dance on a pole, no. Yeah, yeah. As long as you coming back home. Shawty, I don't mind if you dance on a pole. That don't make you a
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You stay, my mind, yeah. You stay, my mind, yeah. (On my mind). You, yeah, you stay, every night, my mind. Woah-oh (On my mind). You, yeah, you stay, every night, my mind. Woah-oh. ♪. Every night
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, Dog Blood, Dog Blood. Dog Blood, Dog Blood, Dog Blood. Dog Blood, Dog Blood, Dog Blood, Dog Blood. Dog Blood, Dog Blood, Dog Blood. Chorus. Something for your mind. Your body, your mind. Your body, your
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I was slipping through the cracks of stolen jewel. I was tightrope walking in two ton shoes. And now somebody's talking of third world war. (I've been caught in a mind riot). And the police said
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