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I Can Hear Her Fighting With Herself
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I can hear her fighting with herself
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I can hear the words she doesn't tell
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Well, right left right, I can almost hear the fight
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Well blink blink blink I can almost hear her thinking
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Can almost hear her fighting
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can almost hear her fighting with herself
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It's like she wants to scream
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but something is paralyzing
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it's like she wants to talk
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but then she turns to walk
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I can almost hear the words she doesn't say
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she starts to talk but then she turns away
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Well boom boom boom, there's tension in the room
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Well right left right I can almost hear the fight
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Can almost hear her thinking
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Can almost hear her fighting with herself
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It's like she wants to scream
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but something's paralyzing
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it's like she wants to stay
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but then she turns away
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On one shoulder is the angel
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on the other is the devil
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it's like they're both screaming at her
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at some high volume level
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It's like she wants to scream
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but something's paralyzing
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it's like she wants to stay
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but she turns away
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and I can hear her fighting
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can almost hear her fighting with herself
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I Can Hear Her Fighting With Herself
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| Jonathan Richman |
