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Paris In Flames Thursday Now its time to wrap our fears in the night And on the first day we'll dress this city in flames After all the things you say You hate me for being this way Still you won't let go of old ideals Shot Down In Flames (Live In Paris) AC／DC SHOT DOWN IN FLAMES Out on the town Lookin' for a woman Gonna give me good love Anybody wanna hand off me And give me plenty of She was standin' alone Over by the juke box Like she'd something Thursday Life Of Agony You look like a...a PIG walking in the street! Your hands, your face-filthy! You disgust me! I can't believe you live in this house! You repulse me. I want to throw up! (Phone rings) Goddamn kids! Thursday Plug In Stereo that you could see me now how I've grown up you'd be so proud If you could watch me play you'd cheer so loud You taught me everything I know I'll be my word I'll keep playing shows And I'll picture you in Thursday Morphine We used to meet every Thursday Thursday Thursday in the afternoon For a couple of beers and a game of pool We used to go to a motel a motel A motel across the street And the name of the motel was the Wagon Thursday The Futureheads It's twenty-four years since we've had this curse So find it in your hearts to put to you You should feel like it's all okay But everyday it still feels like a Thursday You should feel like it's all okay Thursday Cosmicity Every thursday we meet someplace Someplace out of the way to say words We don't say A couple hours, a couple drinks Forcing a glimpse of what the other one Thinks Sometimes life calls for strange Solutions Thursday Asobi Seksu On gentle ground I waited for you In drops of dew I wished that were you With heavy hands I reached out for you My skin soaking wet My eyes searched for you It seems you lost your way You\'ve Paris, Paris Helge Schneider Und deshalb fahr' ich nach Paris. Da ist es schön! Moulin Rouge und Alcazar - das muss man sehen! Ich selber war schon einmal da. Paris ist schön, Paris ist alt. Ich auch, ich auch. In Transmission Thursday In this transit station reconnection to our lives. In transit like my voice cutting through this line. It's the same old song broadcasted on the radio. Saying I'm not worth your time. Paris The Front Bottoms A little more weed next time, Jesus Christ I feel like I'm in Paris We all want something simple Happy and sad at the same time Broken, but still fixable The language you were speaking, it was not mine Paris BT guarantee each and every time Now the old folks used to say: Nothing comes before the time But silence is golden Burning a million torches, all that bare your name So in the darkness they bring you Paris Jonatha Brooke L'allemand used to visit me in Paris, in ParisI remember the men, I remember the houses in ParisHis station nearby, I was his afternoonsWe didn't mind, we shared everything, everything, ParisHe'd come Thursday EXO-CBX (첸백시) Thursday The Weeknd I love her, today Cause it's wednesday, I won't be late I don't need to know if you're feeling when I'm free Not on monday, tuesday, wednesday, friday, saturday Sunday but on thursday thursday Not on monday Paris Kenya Grace take me to paris we’ll stay in a palace pretend we’re in love just to instagram it we’ll go on a date just to post what we’re having everything’s fake and none of it matters take me to paris we Paris New West Let's fall in love and sing French songs in the rain Smoke cigarettes and get drunk on champagne Let's fuck so loud that the neighbours complain Spend our days under snow white duvets Let's fall in For the Workforce, Drowning Thursday Falling from this hassle you fly still like parachutes windows go rushing by people inside dressed for the funeral in black and white these ties strangle our necks hanging in the closet found in the Asleep in the Chapel Thursday Three chalk outlines sleep in the dirty street And in our beds, under the sheets They're the halo of guilt hanging around your neck Next to the rosary you count falling asleep And we're praying These Tomorrow I'll Be You Thursday In the circuit The frequency's breaking up The speakers can barely move This is not a test Tune to the broadcast Witness the jetlag Look in the mirror Adjust the V-hold Shatter the lens Pull out A Hole In The World Thursday In this blackout, inertia will hold our thoughts... And the exit sign offers no light to see by. Can we cast our shadows alone in the dark? I can't see... without you. Marches and Maneuvers Thursday We're all wrapped up in fatigues and they wear us out. There is a storm at sea. If we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise? Signals Over the Air Thursday this is what you see when you look in my direction: incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires. Steps Ascending Thursday Steps ascend to a loaded gun the scent of matches hangs in the air a lit one flickers out in a heartbeat we dont want to see this a flash of light thats letting go of an empty bullet case but by the Ian Curtis Thursday No paper scraps and no unfolding at five o' clock Your voice skips as it always did and always will All these thoughts keep leading back It's the light from your sunless room Scattered in pieces all around Paris The Chainsmokers We were staying in Paris To get away from your parents And I thought Wow if I could take this in a shot right now I don\'t think that we could work this out Out on the terrace I don\'t know if Standing On The Edge Of Summer Thursday In this room, sitting by your side Cause it rains for hours and the phone is off its hook Standing on the edge casting lights to set me up Before you knock me down Summers edge and drown me Betting Understanding In A Car Crash Thursday splintered piece of glass falls in the seat and gets caught broken windows, open locks: reminders of the youth we lost in trying so hard to look away from you we followed white lines into the sunset The Other Side Of The Crash/Over And Out Of (Control) Thursday I will meet you there On the other side of the crash On the other side of the glass All our friends are falling out Can’t look us in the eye We’re there to hear that broken sound Happens when we’ Porcelain Thursday Figure in Ceramics. Where we reach out. Grab for Porcelain. But it's too fragile to hold. And it shatters in our hands. In time the seasons will seal these shards.