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This Beautiful Mess

• Black Is The New Red
  

  
  
  
  here i am but where are you. i`m a jar and i am empty too. i forgot how to pray to you. buried my treasure in the ground. are you near is it far. can i get to where you are. without your strength within me.

Missing Persons

• Destination Unknown
  

  
  
  
  Life is so strange when you don`t know How can you tell where you`re going to You can`t be sure of any situation Something could change and then you won`t know You ask yourself Where do we go from here It seems so all too near Ju...

Starship

• Babylon
  

  
  
  
  Forever, youll be remembered as the one who played it cool Whenever they speak your name theyll say its you who broke the golden rule But heres what I really want to know Did you see the writing on the wall Chorus: Babylon ...

Mission U.K.

• (Slave to) lust
  

  
  
  
  First I`m gonna fuck you and then we`ll make love Baby it`s been too damn long I`ll conquer every orifice, scream at the heaven`s above where have all the angel`s gone I want to take you in my mouth take you deep inside take you ...

DROPBOX

• Wishbone
  

  
  
  
  Ride out her open road Fell to the waste side Dinned on her dirt soul Ain`t willing to pass it by Went down by the loads Told time by the moon and sun Hide`n out in my abode Said i`m the only one I`m doin it cause i like...

This Day Forward

• Cupid`s Diary
  

  
  
  
  Pelt and chime the beauty of synchronicity. Stand still for not a single second. Shimmer and wave, destroy your home. Stand still for not a single second.

Ol` Dirty Bastard f M.M.O.

• Drug Free (Remix)
  

  [Ol` Dirty Bastard] Kids, don`t get high Mothafuckas had me up in this mothafucka, last night and shit I`m cocained the fuck up Paranoid as a motha.. yo I`m paranoid as a fucka Yeah, fuck that..

Марина Бабич

• В вагоне
  

  Марина Бабич
  
  
  
  Я хотела бы ехать
  
  Нескончаемым днем...
  
  Города, как прорехи
  
  Полотна за окном.
  
  
  
  И усталые реки
  
  Провожая в окне,
  
  Вс...

Karen Ramirez

• Looking for love
  

  (Found you, found you) I was alone thinkin` I was just fine I wasn`t lookin` for anyone to be mine I thought love was just a fabrication A train that wouldn`t stop at my station Home, alone, that was my consignment Solitary confinement So when we met ...