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Mardha vaistadan |
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Zanaa miraghsan |
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Negah mikonam |
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Oriental dress |
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The one you love is a mess |
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White lights, it's all a dream |
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Lost in a fire, this golden obsession |
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Music in my heart |
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Deep in my eyes, dancing |
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from the opium |
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In a perfect world where nothing dies |
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Broken glass on the bottom of my heels |
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Oriental dress |
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The one you love is a mess |
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It's all a dream |
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Mardha vaistadan |
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Zanaa miraghsan |
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Negah mikonam |
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The passing of time |
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She's just a child |
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To recover a long lasting beauty |
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she will die young |
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She's just a normal girl, dancing to her favorite song |
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It's time to go |
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Let's get on with it |
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Mardha Vaistadan |
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Zanaa Miraghsan |
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Negah Mikonam X2 |
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Negah Mikonam |
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Negah Mikonam |
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Mardha vaistadan |
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Zanaa miraghsan |
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Negah mikonam X2 |
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All night you watch her in the dark, disappearance |
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an alien heart beat |
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the breath throbs and returns again |
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You put your hand over her mouth |
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Variable work on insistances |
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In the places of the summer sun |
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It would be best for her to die |
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Into the rising tide |
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To tell a lever and keep them all to yourself |
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A flight I do not endorsed |
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From a dream of sleep |
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Her body has vanished |
