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Wu Tang Presents Killa Beez - The Sting |
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Garbage - Beautifulgarbage |
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C.C. Catch - The Best of '98 |
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Vasco Rossi - Canzoni Al Massimo Cd 2 |
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Faithless - We Come 1 (Wookie Remix) |
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All the subtle flavors of my life
Are become bitter seeds
And poisoned leaves
Without you
You represent what's true
I drain the color from the sky
And turn blue<.br>Without you
These arms lack a purpose
Flapping like a humming-bird
I'm nervous 'cause
I'm the left eye
You're the right
Would it not be madness to fight
We come 1
In you the song which rights my wrongs
In you the fullness of living
The power to begin again
From right now, in you
We come 1
I'm unafraid
Never never scared
Worries washed
Pressed air
I am the left eye
You're the right
Would it not be madness to fight
We come 1
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All the subtle flavors of my life Are become bitter seeds And poisoned leaves Without you You represent what's true I drain the col |
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