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Preguntas
02:44
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At the end of my life will I be judged by all the fears I had?
Will I be taken for everything that I ever said?
Will they look back with sympathy and pity who I was?
Will they see me in the same light that everybody does?
Will it all make sense in the end?
Then will I finally understand?
Will I be ready to give up on all that I've held onto for so long?
Will I finally get to find out if I was right or wrong?
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Fairy in a Bottle
04:16
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I'm down to only half a heart and it beeps incessantly.
Although I know the end is near, there's still one thing that comforts me.
I got this fairy in a bottle.
I'm out of potions red and blue. Green, too.
I got this fairy in my bottle.
I'm on my way to rescue you.
Little fairy I must warn you; you can't escape so don't resist.
And I regret I must inform you; fairy rights groups don't exist.
I'm out of rupees, I'm out of bombs. Fresh out of arrows and I really miss my moms. Over the mountain to the bottom of a lake. To get ya baby I'm gonna do whatever that it takes.
How much do you wanna bet, I caught that fairy with my net. That little fairy she's fine so fine. That little fairy she's mine oh mine. Like Tinkerbell, what the hell?
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I wanna be your American Idol 'cause I think you're so hot. I wanna be your American Idol, baby, just give me a shot. I wanna be your American Idol, I wanna float your boat. I wanna be your American Idol, baby, just text me your vote.
And Simon says that I am right on key. And Paula thinks that you're the one for me. And Randy's tellin' me that I've got game. So tell me, baby, do you think the same.
I wanna be your American Idol 'cause I think you're so rad. I wanna be your American Idol be my boy not just my babydad.
I wanna be your American Idol, I wanna be on your Ipod. I wanna put you in my top 8 friends.
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Textual Healing
04:05
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Tiny little words on a tiny glowing screen.
A buzz in my pocket that's all you've been.
Punctuation smiles that's all I've seen.
Tiny little words on a tiny glowing screen.
There was a time when you'd show up at my door.
A few hours here and there, I dared not ask for more.
What happened to those days I'm still not sure.
There was a time when you'd jump into my bed.
A few hours here and there then you'd leave me for dead.
Now all I've got from you is troubles in my head.
And an inbox full of messages read.
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I was in love with a tea party republican. How we got along for so long I just can't understand. She called me a hippy, and I called her a jerk. She said that poor people they just don't wanna work. I was in love with a tea party republican. I asked "do you love me?" she said "don't tread on me!", that's heavy, man. I respected her opinion, she played me for a fool. She said that science has no place in the school. I was in love with a tea party republican. How we got along for so long I just can't understand. When she heard this song she was not at all amused. She almost spit her beer out all over Fox News!
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I was a MySpace baby. My Parents met online. My dad, he must've thought my mom's pics were hellza fine. He sent her a friend request, and I bet you can guess the rest. Well, I was a MySpace Baby. My parents met online. I hear for awhile there they were in each others' Top Friends. But, as we all know, all good things must come to an end. And after a while my mom deleted her profile. Well, I was a MySpace baby, my parents met online.
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If you were the wind I'd wish to be a kite.
If you were a guitar I'd play you all the night.
If you were peaches I'd eat you straight from the can.
If you were a rock star I'd be your #1 fan.
If you were you I would be me.
If you were the moon I'd be an astronaut.
If you were ketchup I'd be a tater tot.
If you were water I would be a swimming pool.
If you were a teacher I would go right back to school.
If you were you I would be me.
If you were the wind I'd wish to be a cloud.
If you were a song I'd bump you hella loud.
If you were peaches I'd eat you straight from the can.
If you were a rock star I'd be your #1 fan.
If you were you I would be me.
If you were a mountain I'd climb straight up to the top.
If you were a bucket I'd wish to be a mop.
If you were water I would be a swimming pool.
If you were a teacher I would go right back to school.
If you were you I would be me.
And if I were me you would be you.
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