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Colorful Language - You, Me, And Everyone We Know

"It all comes back To the fact I dont ever love enough Because Im just ports lacking hard, as if that were ever good enough So lets not be vague, were all a little freaked out these days So give me one"

Body Language - Doja Cat

"I think I need something new, something you got for me I'm the one to give it to, to get into, I'm ready I'ma get comfortable 'Cause you know I won't be here all week And we both got it in on freak We"

Room - Simple Minds

"In your room In your room Silent man Once again The razor's song The razor's song Wear the mask Another fave In your room In your room City red City red Wear the mask Wear the mask A private hell A secret"

Playing The Liar - Diva Destruction

"Couldn't stand to see me happy Couldn't stand to watch me leave But you don't really want me back now You just want to watch me bleed, me Bleed, mind games, mind games, your Mind games never end, they"

Room - Rachael Lampa

"V.1: I TAKE THE TIME TO LOOK AROUND ME ANOTHER DAY IN A CROWD THESE ARE THE DAYS I FEEL WHILE EVERYONE IS MOVING ON, I'M HOLDING ON, JUST HOLDING ON ALL ALONE WITH EVERYONE OBLIVIOUS IS HOW I WANT TO"

Playing House - Voice Of The Beehive

"(By Tracey Bryn & Martin Brett) He's walking slowly - he is in no hurry He is walking to the slaughter of the hell that's called routine She arises tried - she is feeding on the famine of the Fat"

Playing Along - Keane

"At the start of the news day, the fires begin In words and in pictures, but I'm not listening I'm not taking it in I'm going to go to the country, where nothing goes on Going to bury my head, where I can't"

Playing House - Armand Van Helden Feat. Kudu

"I have a special friend He lives across the street Sometimes he'll call me up When he wants to play with me, play with me, play with me We play all kinds of games We both play hide and seek Sometimes he'll"

Playing Dead - Crash Test Dummies

"I know that you don't love me I know you hate my guts I know the nasty things you say About me, to those sluts Well, maybe I'm a weasel Maybe I'm a liar Maybe I'm a skinny punk Who couldn't change"

Playing Possum - Carly Simon

"(Carly Simon) We lived up here in Cambridge And browsed in the hippest newsstands The we started our own newspaper Gave the truth about Uncle Sam We loved to be so radical But like a ragged love affair Some"

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