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Tune my weaker eye.
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Spit white.
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Hold the world up all day.
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She's blue in the face again.
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Sleep the darkness all away.
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And drinking kitchen paint to dye the winter I hope we'll never
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see
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again.
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Deaf and dumb with the lights on.
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Deaf and dumb with the lights on.
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Married by signs.
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Personal holloway.
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Six months linen.
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It's safe to say we are alone.
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Suburban suicide.
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Watching night come amber.
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It's all so temporary.
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Move a little way Move a little way now Move a little way.
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Move a little way now Bleed life.
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Breathe life. Coule be a better plan.
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p a r a c e t a m o l
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Could be a better plan.
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Could be a better plan.
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