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The 18 Greatest Revenge Songs of All Time. . From MetroLyrics to You: Our Classic Christmas Playlist. . Ariana Grande Adds Her Own Verse To "Last Christmas". ]]></description>      <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2016 03:40:40 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Rubicon ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/vnv-nation/rubicon ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/vnv-nation/rubicon ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Praying for myself. These thoughts I try to hide. I have faith in me and hope this will survive. But it's tearing me apart. I can't hear the words by which I guide. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2016 15:20:53 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ What About Next Time? ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/what-about-next-time ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/what-about-next-time ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ You say that you don't know but I think you do. There's clearly something wrong, there's clearly something wrong with you. I really do not mean to pry but this just seems so silly. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2016 19:41:20 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Well Well Well ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/well-well-well ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/well-well-well ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Well well well look just what the cat dragged in. A foe not a friend in the end but a dealer in sin. I don't want apologies or guarantee you'll do it all again. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2016 19:40:09 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Storm In A Teacup ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/storm-in-a-teacup ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/storm-in-a-teacup ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Yeah she's been walking down my street. Saluting magpies, avoiding cracks at her feet. Oh be careful, they can break your back you know. . And that superstition don't count for much. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2016 19:31:12 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Stockholm Syndrome ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/stockholm-syndrome ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/stockholm-syndrome ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Welcome to the world of fake reality. Where you can never believe what you hear or believe what you see. It's like the coliseum at the annual games. 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He wouldn't let her go oh no, he wouldn't ler her go. She kicked and screamed. Someone heard through the walls from next door. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2016 19:22:21 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Roll Out The Barrel ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/roll-out-the-barrel ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/roll-out-the-barrel ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Bitches and glances, rough romances. I'm sorry if I caught your eye. What is she wearing? That's a bit daring. Oh, please put away those thunderous thighs. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2016 19:16:05 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Lipstick Licking ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/lipstick-licking ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/lipstick-licking ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ The lights they start to flicker, moving in the sky. And the lips with their lipstick licking seem to pass me by, oh my. The big boy with the headlight glare says we're telling lies. ]]></description>      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2016 19:12:40 +0700</pubDate>    </item>    <item>      <title><![CDATA[ Last Bus ]]></title>      <link><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/last-bus ]]></link>      <guid isPermaLink="false"><![CDATA[ https://www.forgotlyrics.com/milburn/last-bus ]]></guid>      <description><![CDATA[ Alright, I've had enough. I want to go home now. 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