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Queens of the Stone Age - The lost art of keeping a secret

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Μετα απο ενα καλο παρτακι στο goa (2o ποδι χαλκιδικης) ειμαι σε φαση...

1200 Mics - Magic Mushrooms

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Dire Straights - Where do you think you’re going?

Where do you think you’re going?

Don’t you know it’s dark outside?

Where do you think you’re going?

Don’t you care about my pride?

Where do you think you’re going?

I think that you don’t know

You got no way of knowing

There’s really no place you can go

I understand your changes

Long before you reach the door

I know where you think you’re going you

I know what you came here for

And now I’m sick of joking

You know I like you to be free

Where do you think you’re going?

I think you better go with me girl

You say there is no reason

But you still find cause to doubt me

If you ain’t with me girl

You’re gonna be without me

Where do you think you’re going?

Don’t you know it’s dark outside?

Where do you think you’re going?

Don’t you care about my pride?

And now I’m sick of joking

You know I like you to be free

So where do you think you’re going?

I think you better go with me girl

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Metallica - Low Man's Lyric

My eyes seek reality

My fingers seek my veins

Theres a dog at your back step

He must come in from the rain

I fall cause I let go

The net below has rot away

So my eyes seek reality

And my fingers seek my veins

The trash fire is warm

But nowhere safe from the storm

And I can't bare to see

What I've let me be

So wicked and worn

So as I write to you

Of what is done and to do

Maybe you'll understand

And won't cry for this man

'Cause low man is due

Please forgive me

My eyes seek reality

My fingers feel for faith

Touch clean with a dirty hand

I touched the clean to the waste

The trash fire is warm

But nowhere safe from the storm

And I can't bare to see

What I've let me be

So wicked and worn

So as I write to you

Of what is done and to do

Maybe you'll understand

And won't cry for this man

'Cause low man is due

Please forgive me

Please forgive me

Please forgive me

So low the sky is all I see

All I want from you is forgive me

So you bring this poor dog in from the rain

Though he just wants right back out again

And I cry, to the alley way

Confess all to the rain

But I lie, lie straight to the mirror

The one I've broken, to match my face

The trash fire is warm

But nowhere safe from the storm

And I can't bare to see

What I've let me be

So wicked and worn

So as I write to you (yeah)

Of what is done and to do (yeah)

Maybe you'll understand

And won't cry for this man

'Cause low man is due

Please forgive me

Please forgive me

So low the sky is all I see

All I want from you is forgive me

So you bring this poor dog in from the rain

Though he just wants right back out again

My eyes seek reality

My fingers seek my veins

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