Why (Lily Allen)

Why aren't I one of those interesting people,

Who's always got something to say.

To not be contrived and to feel so alive,

And to never have wasted a day.

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To go for long walks, have well informed talks,

In a Non-confrontational way.

Why aren't I one of these interesting people,

And why won't you stay?

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I'm still having the same conversation,

That I've been having for years.

I just want to read and retain information,

Just face up to my fears.

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I look at myself and it`s so plain to see,

All I need is to change.

Not too much, I still want to be me,

Everyone looks the same.

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Why is my phone full of so many numbers,

And why doesn't anyone call.

Maybe they think that I'm always too busy,

Or maybe I've no friends at all.

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When I'm watching TV they're all out necking E's

And well obviously I'm appalled

Why is my phone full of so many numbers,

And why don't you call.

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I'm still having the same conversation,

That I've been having for years.

I just want to read and retain information,

Just face up to my fears.

´

I look at myself and it`s so plain to see,

All I need is to change.

Not too much, I still want to be me,

Everyone looks the same.

´

I'm still having the same conversation,

That I've been having for years.

I just want to read and retain information,

Just face up to my fears.

´

I look at myself and it`s so plain to see,

All I need is to change.

Not too much,

I still want to be me,Everyone looks the same...

Automatic (Tokio Hotel)

Automatic, automatic

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You're automatic

And your heart's like an engine

I die with every beat

You're automatic

And your voice is electric

Why do I still believe?

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It's automatic

Everywhere in your letter

A lie that makes me bleed

It's automatic

When you say things get better

But they never...

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There's no real love in you

There's no real love in you

There's no real love in you

Why do I keep loving you...

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It's automatic

Counting cars on a crossroad

They come and go like youIt's automatic

Watching faces I don't know

Erase the face of you

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It's automatic, systematic

So traumatic, you're automatic

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There's no real love in you

There's no real love in you

There's no real love in you

Why do I keep loving you

´

Automatic, automatic

Automatic, automatic

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Each step you make

Each breath you take
Your heart, your soul

Remote-controlled

This life is so sick

You're automatic to me

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(Love in you, love in you)

There's no real love in you

There's no real love in you...

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There's no real love in you

There's no real love in you

There's no real love in you

Why do I keep loving you?

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Automatic

(There's no real)

Automatic
(Love in you)

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Automatic

(Why do I)

Automatic

(Keep loving you?)

Automatic...

Brick by Boring Brick (Paramore)

She lives in a fairy tale

Somewhere too far for us to find

Forgotten the taste and smell

Of the world that she's left behind

It's all about the exposure the lens I told her

The angles were all wrong now

She's ripping wings off of butterflies

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With her feet on the ground

And her head in the clouds

¨

Well go get your shovel

And we'll dig a deep hole

To bury the castle, bury the castle

Well go get your shovel

And we'll dig a deep hole

To bury the castle, bury the cast

¨

Pa ra pa pa ra pa pa ra...

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So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground

Her prince finally came to save her

And the rest you can figure out

But it was a trick

And the clock struck 12

Well make sure to build your house

Brick by boring brick

Or the wolves gonna blow it down

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With her feet on the ground

And her head in the clouds

¨

Well go get your shovel

And we'll dig a deep hole

To bury the castle, bury the castle

Well go get your shovel

And we'll dig a deep hole

To bury the castle, bury the castle

¨

Well you built up a world of magic

Because your real life is tragic

Yeah you built up a world of magic

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If it's not real

You can't see it with your eyes

You can't feel it with your heart

And I won't believe it
¨

Cause if it's true

You can see it with your eyes

Even in the dark

And that's where I want to be

¨

Go get your shovel

We'll dig a deep hole

To bury the castle, bury the castle

Go get your shovel

And we'll dig a deep hole

To bury the castle, bury the castle

¨

Pa ra pa pa ra pa pa ra...

Pa ra pa pa pa ra pa pa...

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New Perspective (Panic at the disco)

I feel the salty waves come in

I feel them crash against my skin

And I smile as I respire because

I know they'll never win

There's a haze above my TV

That changes everything I see

And maybe if I continue watching

I'll lose the traits that worry me

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Can we fast-forward to go down on me?

Stop there and let me correct it

I wanna live a life from a new perspective

You come along because

I love your faceAnd I'll admire your expensive taste

And who cares divine intervention

I wanna be praised from a new perspective

But leaving now would be a good idea

So catch me up on getting out of here

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Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time

We move along with some new passion knowing everything is fine

And I would wait and watch the hours fall in a hundred separate lines

But I regain repose and wonder how I ended up inside

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Can we fast-forward to go down on me?

Stop there and let me correct it

I wanna live a life from a new perspective

You come along because

I love your faceand I'll admire your expensive taste

And who cares divine intervention

I wanna be praised from a new perspective

But leaving now would be a good idea

So catch me up on getting out of here

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More to the point, I need to show

How much I can come and go

Other plans fell through

And put a heavy load on you

I know there's no more that need be said

When I'm inching through your bed

Take a look around instead and

Watch me go

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Stop there and let me correct it

I wanna live a life from a new perspective

You come along because

I love your faceand I'll admire your expensive taste

And who cares divine intervention

I wanna be praised from a new perspective

But leaving now would be a good idea

So catch me up on getting out of here

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It's not fair, just let me perfect it

Don't wanna live a life that was comprehensive

'cause seeing clear would be a bad idea

Now catch me up on getting out of here

So catch me up I'm getting out of here...

Fim de ferias

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