Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Babyface
When can my heart beat again? When does the pain ever end? When do the tears stop from running over. When does, "You'll get over it" begin? I hear what you're saying. But I swear that it's not making sense. So when can I.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
(Murder Inc). What's my motherfuckin' name?! R-U-L-E. Blowin' back on this Mary Jane, I'm analyzin' the game. And the game done chose me. To bring pain to pussy niggas & pussy.
Tác giả: David Foster & Linda N Thompson
I want a little something more. Don't want the middle or the one before. I don't desire a complicated past. I want a love that will last. Say that you love. Say I'm the one. Don't kiss and hug me and then try to run. I.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Amerie
In my heart, you're all I need. You're all I need. Need, need, need, need, need I feel like you're the only one. I feel what pain you kept me from. I feel so different from the way I used to be. Soul searchin' always my.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
MET HER ON. A STORMY MONDAY. CAUGHT UP IN THE MIST. WITHIN MYSELF. SHE WAS ON. THE ROAD TO NOWHERE. AND I WAS ON. THE ROAD TO NOWHERE. MYSELF. HOW WAS I TO KNOW. OUR PATHS. WOULD CROSS. HOW DO I DESERVE. ALL THE.
Tác giả: Mac Davis
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Girl you're gettin' that look in your eyes. And it's startin' to worry me. I ain't ready for no family ties. Nobody's gonna hurry me. Just keep it friendly girl 'Cause I don't want to leave. Don't start clingin' to me.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Cascada (remix)
Take me now, baby, here as I am. Hold me close, try and understand. Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe. Love is a banquet on which we feed. Come on now, try and understand. The way I feel when I'm in your hands. Take.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết
Her hair is. Harlow gold. He lips sweet surprise. Her hands are never cold. She's got. Bette Davis eyes. She'll turn the music on you. You won't have to think twice. She's pure as New York snow. She's got. Bette.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Sub Urban
I live inside my own world of make believe. Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities. I see the world through eyes covered in pink and bleach. Cross out the ones who held my cries and watched me.