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Hyra

Yeah, this how we get rich, for all the mothafuckin' thug niggas, niggas Get bodied, some niggas snitch, knowwhatimsayin'? throughout the world It's the

How do you document real life When real life's getting more like fiction each day? Headlines, bread-lines blow my mind And now this deadline, eviction

One song glory, one song before I go Glory, one song to leave behind Find one song, one last refrain Glory, from the pretty boy front man Who wasted

Like a breath of midnight air Like a lighthouse, like a prayer Like the flicker and the flare The sky reveals Like a walk along the shore That you've

Your eyes As we said our goodbyes Can't get them out of my mind And I find I can't hide (From ) Your eyes The ones that took me by surprise The night

Il Etait DiffA©rent - Nana Mouskouri A. Taylor/P. DelanoA«/C. Lemesle Il m'a trouvA© gentille Avec mon air distrait Il y a des tas de filles Pareilles

I came crawling home last night, like many nights before: I finally made it to my feet as she opened up the door. And she said, "You're not gonna do

Somebody give a sign, that everything's going as planned. And that everything floats away, into the darkness of this shallow place. The detail is striking

Das Leben wird zu teuer die Preise steigen an es reicht von vorn und hinten nicht das weiß heut jeder Mann. Doch irgendwo da hört es auf