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Year:
2008
Artist:
Susie Arioli
Quality:
High
Rating:
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Susie Arioli - Night Lights album
Track listing:
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Title |
Size |
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| 1. |
Susie Arioli - Can't We Be Friends.mp3 |
9.24 Mb |
download |
| 2. |
Susie Arioli - Out Of Nowhere.mp3 |
8.32 Mb |
download |
| 3. |
Susie Arioli - Blue Skies.mp3 |
7.36 Mb |
download |
| 4. |
Susie Arioli - The Big Hurt.mp3 |
7.75 Mb |
download |
| 5. |
Susie Arioli - How Deep Is The Ocean.mp3 |
7.92 Mb |
download |
| 6. |
Susie Arioli - I Can't Get Started.mp3 |
10.06 Mb |
download |
| 7. |
Susie Arioli - The Very Thought Of You.mp3 |
10.23 Mb |
download |
| 8. |
Susie Arioli - Je Bois.mp3 |
9.76 Mb |
download |
| 9. |
Susie Arioli - Lumiere De Nuit.mp3 |
9.61 Mb |
download |
| 10. |
Susie Arioli - Beyond The Sea.mp3 |
8.29 Mb |
download |
| 11. |
Susie Arioli - It's You Or No One.mp3 |
9.28 Mb |
download |
| 12. |
Susie Arioli - It Could Happen To You.mp3 |
7.92 Mb |
download |
| 13. |
Susie Arioli - You Go To My Head.mp3 |
8.40 Mb |
download |
| 14. |
Susie Arioli - More Than You Know.mp3 |
10.19 Mb |
download |
| 15. |
Susie Arioli - Basswalk.mp3 |
8.01 Mb |
download |
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Artist: MGMT
Song: Time To Pretend
I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.
This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.
Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.
There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everything must run it's course.
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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