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Beyoncé – If I Were A Boy / You Oughta Know (Live) (Wynn Las Vegas Performance)


Beyoncé – If I Were A Boy / You Oughta Know (Live) (Wynn Las Vegas Performance) Medley: If I Were A Boy + You Oughta Know (Alanis Morissette Cover) 2009 – Columbia Records

Freshman Dem: ‘We’re losing faith’ in officials

Freshman Dem: ‘We’re losing faith’ in officials
Bel Air, Maryland (CNN) – If Republicans take back control of the House of Representatives in November their path back to power starts just a short drive from Washington, in Maryland’s first congressional district. In what’s shaping up to be one the most competitive House races this year, Democratic freshman Congressman Frank Kratovil is fighting [...]

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If you were born in the air (plane) to a woman with no record over the Atlantic, what natinoality r u?

You also have no father.

Agalloch – You Were But a Ghost in My Arms


One-Picture Video of Agallch’s “You Were But a Ghost in My Arms”. Enjoy. Band Website: www.agalloch.org Encyclopaedia Metallum: www.metal-archives.com Myspace: www.myspace.com Record Label – The End Records www.theendrecords.com Record Label – Vendlus Records www.vendlus.com Record Label – Profound Lore Records www.profoundlorerecords.com Like snowfall, you cry a silent storm. Your tears paint rivers on this oaken wall… Amber nectar, misery ichor, Cascading in streams of hallowed form. For each stain, a forsaken shadow. You are the lugubrious spirit, Etched in the oak of wonder. You are the sullen voice and the silent storm. Each night I lay, awakened by her shivering silent voice, From the shapes in the corridor walls. It pierces the solitude, Like that of a distant scream, In the pitch black forest of my delusion… With each passing day, A deeper grave… Why did you leave me to die? Why did you abandon me? Why did you walk away, And leave me bitterly yearning? Her haunting, contorted despair was etched into the wood’s grain. Though fire rages within me, No fire burns fiercer than her desire. The shape whispers my name… I, damn this oak. I, damn her sorrow. I, damn these oaken corridors, That bear the ghosts of those I’ve thrown away. Though tempted I am to caress her texture divine And taste her pain sweet, Sweet like brandy wine. I must burn these halls, These corridors, And silence her shrill tormenting voice, Forever… Like snowfall, you cried a silent storm

Tony Yayo Stunts On Interscope, “We’re Gonna Drop These Independent Records” [Video]

Tony Yayo Stunts On Interscope, “We’re Gonna Drop These Independent Records” [Video]
G-Unit’s Tony Yayo recently shared the differences between independent and major record labels and said he is receiving more exposure since parting ways with Interscope. [Visit SOHH.com for more information]

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