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ចំណងជើងអង្កត់ធ្នូ
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Return To The Night
Return To The Night. Theres Plans On In The Distance The Sun Draws To A Close. Im Hiding From The Light My Dear I Hope It Doesnt Show. It Doesnt Seem To Miss Us The Empty Fatal Glow. Should We Come Fr
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Work It All Out
I Got My Mind Made Up. Ill Throw Out These Old Jeans. I Gotta Get Out Of Bed Make Up My Head. And Get Myself Clean. I Gotta Work It All Out. Ive Had It With This Disease. I Gotta Put In The Time If Yo