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Baby, you ain't a man 'cause my heart's carried in your hand. Any fool can see, I love my misery. Bad news It's born in my blood Bad news Some live to undo, some live to be undone my grey sky's growing dark I feed on my own heart. Bad news It's born in my blood Bad news Whisper's what you done, crazy I've bought a gun my finger's to your window, Whiskey's on my clothes I'm bad news It's born in my blood. Bad news. It's born in my blood.
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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