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Could you do Soft Like A Flower or Ready For You by them? 💓

Ураааа<3

0:00 - нерассказанное 2:07 - убегай 4:38 - дом привидений 7:28 - чертово колесо 10:00 - бэмби 13:03 - сад твоего имени 15:50 - письма

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Спасибо!

А будет новая часть?))

I feel like every women absolutely loves this song and relates to it

This song helps me realize im not the only one struggling and it gives me a comforting message ❤ i love that it genuinely shows what we go through together. <3

When the chippettes finally stand up to Alvin’s bs 🐿️

НАКОНЕЦ-ТО ПЛЕЙЛИСТ ЭНМП, СПАСИБО АВТОР!!💗💗

Разьеб

Muito bom

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Красивые песни, очень чувственно...

Автор, какой ваш любимый исполнитель?

Здесь должно быть 1000000 лайков

Это прекрасно💋

Как всегда шикарно❤

❤

0:00 - пей, моя девочка 1:28 - ближе 2:28 - ты 4:13 - я так скучаю 7:43 - боли нет места 10:02 - без края

Володя и Юра 💘

Будет грубо, если опять новую часть попрошу, о владыка этих плейлистов?

Будет 3 часть.?

😍👍🏻👍🏻

I'm the eldest and only daughter in my family, my older brother has a drinking problem so I'm the one who takes care of my 4 younger brothers, my mother left when I was little and my dad's ill, so I take care of things around the house, can relate.

2:20 Coming From A Huge Family Its Relatable..

Спасибо💕

This song is so good and empowering

Вау...

Мои любимые песни...

Вау

сердце участилось, никогда не слышала speed up на песни элли 😳😳😳😳😳

🔥❤

топ

This song just means so much to me. ❤

What is there name of the character in the video

It's so lovely! Thank you so much ❤❤❤

It's amazing! Can you make slowed? I love it!)

This is sooo good

ЭТО ИМБИЩЕ😭😭

omg leon

Почему так мало лайков, этот шедевр достоин большего💕💕💕

Это так круто❤

спасибо за такие красивые и интересные песни

0:00 я разрываюсь в клочья 2:31 в россии 4:53 путешествие в книге 6:02 привет 7:27 слово, которого нет 8:12 злые духи 9:49 хватит 11:31 все хорошо

🎉 LYRICS 🎉 One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour

Урааа, почему больше сборников co speed up. Элли на маковое поле нет?..

wheres this image from??

Это шикарно...