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Secondhand Serenade · I Hate You When You're Pregnant · Enrico Serenade · Secondhand Jive · Secondhand Stories · Street Corner Serenade · Secondhand Stories · Acoustic Serenade · The Fall · 30 Foot Fall – and 75 other artists »
För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Secondhand Sounds, Vols.1-2: Remixed by Herbert (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Sunlight at Secondhand (Nights Like These) · Secondhand Daylight [Bonus Tracks] (Magazine) · Secondhand Daylight [2007 Expanded] (Magazine) – and 90 other albums »
to costly game Maybe I'm wrong for seeming Ungrateful, unforgiving Oh how it hurts now you're finally leaving I couldn't take anymore Now's the time!
Serenade me by the light of the moon, Let's sing and dance as lovers do When the morning light shines down on me With you, my love I want
peers Never ask for favors And I never show my fears Surrounded by too many friends I am a one-man band With all the trappings of A life lived
Settling along the scenery, beneath the steady fall The dusk accompanies a loneliness, descending as snow Tears can drown the embers in this broken
to remind me Of the guns and the early graves The ghosts appear as I fall asleep To sing an outlaw's serenade [Chorus:] Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
they're all up for the thrills But not the working darlin' Life's a roll of a dice, but you'll pay the price When that curtain falls Caught in this
to remind me Of the guns and the early graves The ghosts appear as I fall asleep To sing an outlaw's serenade Dyin' ain't much of a livin' When
of my peers I never ask for favors Oh, and I never show my fears Surrounded by too many friends I am a one-man band With all the trappings
this one for the Lord? Or do I simply serenade for things I must afford? You can jumble them together, my conflict still remains Holiness is calling,
for the Lord? Or do I simply serenade for things I must afford? You can jumble them together My conflict still remains, holiness is calling In the midst
baby you're a star Said I'm on the car, seen the jiggiest of stars Become dust, and one love become lust for the papers Had you gassed now that - gas
[Originally by Toys] How gentle is the rain That falls softly on the meadow Birds high up in the trees Serenade the flowers with their melodies
who's that you move for. We're all puppets; We're all marionettes. These body parts are parts of plans, Passed by my hands. My hands shake through
fall again Chased by the dead and the lonely I know that's my own devour The evil inside growing stronger Someone is digging my grave Waiting for
Let me be your conga player Serenade you on the street Al the natives' gather there In the evening by the sea I'd rather be your surfer girl Than have
of dusk marching side by side Bleeding shadows of thy shrine The forest whispers laments for me Painful screams devours my mind Serenades of angel
dream, to floss with the team Long on the suine DVD's on the screen Blowing on cream Waiting for you to scheme You ain't gotta know how to flick, to spray
And to be for real I'm already done cart wheels [Lil' Flip] Down south we all about stackin chips And if you get outa line we packin clips [Redd] Down south
And the guerrillas just shot two pigs Sometime the night falls just so You can't see the scars Discourse between the stars Is dialogue of stolen DVD players and VCRs
they OGs A straight up pussy and claims that he knows me You see I, putting out these DVDs Now my shit done hit the streets, he gots to squat the pee
Billy, he's down by the railroad tracks Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac Diamond Jackie, she's so intact And she falls so softly
(Jesus) Yeah, yeah, hell yeah Yeah, yeah, hell yeah Yeah, yeah, hell yeah Yeah, yeah, hell Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
Chorus [F.L.O.W.] This is the last time i will Ever struggle This is the last time i will Ever fall [BJ Swan] My moms gotta take in second-hand bum
Miyag' never did dip for Dove Bootleggers my legs and, grit about a hug And who gets the Motts, I knots by the chance I rain-dance I rain-dance But
the stream, artefacts of what I Was Read the signs on the trees, Written by golden leaves Winds are howling their serenades, Ancient chants singing all