it's okay that you forget
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it's alright that you don't wanna remember
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in your hands you've got a martyr's head
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in your mind, i know that's what you wish you were
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turn my blue sky black, you're such a hard luck baby, yeah
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that's what's the matter with you
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i could sleep through this
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i ain't as mystified as i am in it
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if that's your ride, well then you oughta get it
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it's just as if i wasn't dreaming
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it's all the same, 'cause i still wake up screaming
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turn my blue sky black, you're such a hard luck baby, yeah
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that's what's the matter with you
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i could sleep trough this
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you're a pilgrim in the boxcar
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you can never look back too far
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you can't even look back
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turn my blue sky black, you're such a hard luck baby, yeah
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that's what's the matter with you
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i could sleep through anything
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I Could Sleep (The Wuss Song)
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| Letters To Cleo |
