There's Something Rotten
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"Now We're History Lyrics"
Don't Leave The Light On Baby Lyrics
It's been a bloody stupid day My baby called me up to say Don't call me love, don't call me
Back then she got me
My heart was aching
We lied and lied
We talked the nights away
Don?t know what?s wrong
My life or just me
Don?t see a way out
Can?t deal with the pain<
But now we?re history
Stories told in a playful kind of way
Too much too long and so it ends for us
I dread to think of what could have been
A year has gone
Just let it all
It's been a bloody stupid day My baby called me up to say Don't call me love, don't call me
Back then she got me
My heart was aching
We lied and lied
We talked the nights away
Don?t know what?s wrong
My life or just me
Don?t see a way out
Can?t deal with the pain<
It Could Have Been A Brilliant Career Lyrics
He had a stroke at the age of 24 It could have been a brilliant career Painting lines in a scho
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He had a stroke at the age of 24 It could have been a brilliant career Painting lines in a scho
But now we?re history
Stories told in a playful kind of way
Too much too long and so it ends for us
I dread to think of what could have been
A year has gone
Just let it all
Beautiful Lyrics
When I stare into your beautiful eyes, You stare back in mine. When you hold me oh so tight,e
This is the real me
It?s what I?ve waited for
You were an angel
But you deceived me
This is where I get off
Here comes my stop now
But now we?re history
Stories toldin a playful kind of way
Not for my eyes to see
For what I saw was another man
Embraced by your hand
Too much too long and so it ends for us
I dread to think of what could have been
When I stare into your beautiful eyes, You stare back in mine. When you hold me oh so tight,
This is the real me
It?s what I?ve waited for
You were an angel
But you deceived me
This is where I get off
Here comes my stop now
But now we?re history
Stories toldin a playful kind of way
Not for my eyes to see
For what I saw was another man
Embraced by your hand
Too much too long and so it ends for us
I dread to think of what could have been