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| Last login: | over 3 weeks ago |
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Seductive
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"Adam!"
105000 pts
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The sun has gone down and the moon has come up. And long ago somebody left with the cup. But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns. And thinking of someone for whom he still burns. He's going the distance. He's going for speed.She's all alone, all alone in her time of need. Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course. He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse. He's going the distance. 'Going the Distance' by Cake.
Unknown Annoyed
- 16 years, 9 days ago
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Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band. Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man. Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand. And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand. 'Tiny Dancer' by Elton John.
Unknown Annoyed
- 16 years, 9 days ago
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In you and I there's a new land. Angel's in flight. wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I. My sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah. Where fears and lies melt away. Music inside. wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I. What's left of me what's left of me now. I watch you fast asleep. All I fear means nothing. 'Sanctuary' by Utada Hikaru.
Unknown Annoyed
- 16 years, 2 months, 29 days ago
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Hey there Delilah. What's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away, But girl tonight you look so pretty. Yes you do. Times Square can't shine as bright as you. I swear it's true. Hey there Delilah. Don't you worry about the distance. I'm right there if you get lonely, Give this song another listen. Close your eyes. Listen to my voice it's my disguise. I'm by your side. 'Hey There Delilah' by Plain White T's.
Unknown Annoyed
- 16 years, 3 months, 1 day ago
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And it's obvious that you're dying, dying. Just living proof that the camera's lying.And oh, oh, open wide.Cause this is your night. So smile. Cause you'll go out in style. You'll go out in style. If you let me I could. I'd show you how to build your fences. Set restrictions. Separate from the world. The constant battle that you hate to fight. Just blame the limelight. 'Fences' by Paramore.
Unknown Annoyed
- 16 years, 3 months, 1 day ago
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