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Answer
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My
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eyes
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are
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made
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of
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acid
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and
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my
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tongue
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is
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sharp
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with
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spite
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Attention
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whore
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with
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too
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much
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pride,
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there's
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no
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one
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I
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wouldn't
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fight
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I
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don't
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like
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confrontation,
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but
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I'm
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starin'
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at
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the
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sun
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I
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won't
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Answer
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quit
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until
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my
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eyes
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go
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red,
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I'll
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finish
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what's
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begun
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I
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fucked
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the
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reaper
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'cause
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I
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knew
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my
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time
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was
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comin',
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can't
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you
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see?
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I
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was
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either
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gonna
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die
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at
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twelve
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or
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ninety-fuckin'-three
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I'd
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do
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anything
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for
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Answer
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twenty
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bucks,
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I'd
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sell
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my
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sour
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soul
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'Cause
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lemonade
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is
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bitter
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'til
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you
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sweeten
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up
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the
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bowl
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I'm
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sittin'
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in
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the
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bathroom,
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I'm
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cryin'
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citrus
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tears
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Everything
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I
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used
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to
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love
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decayed
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over
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the
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years
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It's
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hard
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Answer
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to
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finish
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sentences,
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I'll
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sell
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my
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pride
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instead
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'Cause
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it's
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easier
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to
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focus,
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I'm
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just
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the
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price
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above
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my
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head
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People
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think
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I'm
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pretty,
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so
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I'll
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buy
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a
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hotel
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room
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One
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bed
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trope
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without
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the
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tension,
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Answer
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the
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child
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and
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her
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groom
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I
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fucked
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the
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reaper
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'cause
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I
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knew
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my
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time
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had
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come,
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why
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can't
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you
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see?
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I
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didn't
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die
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at
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twelve,
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I
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guess
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I'm
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here
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'til
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ninety-three
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I'd
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do
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anything
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for
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twenty
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Answer
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bucks,
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I'd
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sell
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my
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sour
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soul
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'Cause
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lemonade
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is
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bitter
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'til
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you
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sweeten
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up
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the
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bowl
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I'm
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sittin'
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in
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the
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bathroom,
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I'm
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cryin'
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citrus
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tears
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Everything
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I
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used
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to
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love
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decayed
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over
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the
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years
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Enemies
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to
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Answer
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lovers,
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but
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you'll
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never
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own
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my
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heart
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One-sided,
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it's
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pathetic
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how
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you
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think
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you're
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being
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smart
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Worthless
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parents
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make
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stupid
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kids,
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the
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apple
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never
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strays
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Your
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conscience
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never
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compromised,
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and
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ego
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never
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pays
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I'd
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do
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anything
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Answer
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for
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twenty
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bucks
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to
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feel
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more
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in
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|
control
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'Cause
|
|
lemon
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hearts
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are
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bitter
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'til
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you
|
|
sweeten
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up
|
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the
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soul
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I'm
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sittin'
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in
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the
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bathroom,
|
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I'm
|
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sobbin'
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|
citrus
|
|
tears
|
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Everything
|
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I'll
|
|
ever
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love
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|
decayed
|
|
over
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the
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years
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