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Answer
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I
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heard
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a
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knock
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upon
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my
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door
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the
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other
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day
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I
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opened
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it
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to
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find
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death
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staring
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in
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my
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face
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The
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feel
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of
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mortal
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stalking
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still
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reverberates
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Everywhere
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I
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go,
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I
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drag
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this
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coffin
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just
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in
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case
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My
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body's
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trembling,
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sends
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shivers
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down
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my
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Answer
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spine
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Adrenaline
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kicks
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in,
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shifts
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into
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overdrive
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Your
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secrets
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keep
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you
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sick,
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your
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lies
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keep
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you
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alive
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Snake
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eyes
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every
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single
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time
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you
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roll
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with
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crooked
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dice
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I
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felt
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the
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darkness
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as
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it
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tried
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to
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pull
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me
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down
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The
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kind
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of
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dark
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that
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Answer
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haunts
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a
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hundred-
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year-
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old
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house
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I
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wrestle
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with
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my
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thoughts,
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I
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shook
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the
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hand
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of
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doubt
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Running
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from
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my
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past,
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I'm
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praying
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"Feet,
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don't
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fail
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me
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now"
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I've
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lost
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my
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goddamn
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mind,
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it
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happens
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all
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the
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time
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I
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can't
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believe
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I'm
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actually
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Answer
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meant
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to
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be
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here
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Trying
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to
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consume,
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the
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drug
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in
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me
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is
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you
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And
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I'm
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so
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high
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on
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misery,
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can't
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you
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see?
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I've
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got
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these
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questions
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always
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running
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through
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my
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head
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So
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many
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things
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that
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I
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would
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like
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to
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understand
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If
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we
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are
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Answer
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born
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to
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die
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and
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we
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all
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die
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to
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live
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Then
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what's
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the
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point
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of
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living
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life
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if
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it
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just
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contradicts
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CHORUS
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I've
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lost
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myself
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You
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tried
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to
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reach
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me,
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but
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you
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just
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can't
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help
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me
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So
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long,
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goodbye
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You
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tried
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to
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save
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me,
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it
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Answer
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won't
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work
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this
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time
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'cause
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now
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I've
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lost
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my
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fucking
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mind,
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and
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there's
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no
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fucking
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time
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I
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can't
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believe
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I'm
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actually
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meant
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to
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be
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here
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Trying
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to
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consume,
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the
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drug
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in
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me
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is
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you
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And
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I'm
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so
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high
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on
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misery,
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can't
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you
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see?
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