Do I feel love?
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Oh boy do I feel love
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I¡¯m lonely
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And the worst of all
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With vanity, a coward
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Do I fear love?
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Oh boy do I fear love
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I¡¯m lonely
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And the worst of all
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With vanity, a coward
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Always falling into sickness
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In this life there¡¯s no time
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No time to rest
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Always falling into sickness
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Sat inside a tiny church
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Fashioned out of local birch
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The priest chose psalms and let us pray
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She lay still until this day
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Sickness
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