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This
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is
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what
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the
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drugs
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are
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for
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Turn
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the
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lights
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off
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on
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the
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comedown
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I
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still
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get
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emotional
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When
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I
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think
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about
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your
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old
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house
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Hopefully,
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the
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high
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Works
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to
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change
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my
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mind
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Now,
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I
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feel
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you
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in
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my
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room
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Haven't
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seen
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you
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in
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a
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lifetime
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What
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am
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I
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supposed
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to
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do
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When
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you
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used
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to
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be
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my
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lifeline
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I've
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counted
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all
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the
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days
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Since
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you
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walked
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away
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Look,
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now
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I'm
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alone
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again
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I've
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Lyrics
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gotten
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used
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to
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sleepin'
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here
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without
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you
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Though
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I've
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tried,
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I
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can't
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pretend
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That
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I
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don't
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sit
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around
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and
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think
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about
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you
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When
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all
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I
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ever
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do
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is
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think
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about
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you
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In
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the
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middle
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of
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the
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night
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Lyrics
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I
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got
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caught
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inside
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a
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fever
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I
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almost
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called
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a
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hundred
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times
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Just
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to
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ask
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if
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you
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might
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leave
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her
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She
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appears
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in
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dreams
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Chasin'
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after
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me
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Look,
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now
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I'm
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alone
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again
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I've
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gotten
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used
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to
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sleepin'
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Lyrics
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here
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without
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you
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Though
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I've
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tried,
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I
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can't
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pretend
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That
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I
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don't
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sit
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around
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and
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think
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about
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you
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Look
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how
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I
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just
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lost
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a
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friend
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I'm
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burying
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your
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things
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inside
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my
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bedroom
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All
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distractions,
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in
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the
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end,
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don't
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work
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I'm
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left
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to
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sit
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and
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think
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about
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you
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Like
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all
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I
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ever
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do
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is
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think
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about
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you
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I'm
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still
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waitin'
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by
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the
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phone
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You
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painted
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my
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life
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indigo
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A
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kind
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of
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blue
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I
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hate
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to
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Lyrics
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know
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Where
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everything
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turns
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kinda
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cold
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Look,
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now
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I'm
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alone
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again
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I've
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gotten
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used
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to
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sleepin'
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here
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without
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you
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Though
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I've
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tried,
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I
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can't
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pretend
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That
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I
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don't
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sit
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around
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and
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think
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about
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you
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Look
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how
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Lyrics
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I
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just
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lost
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a
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friend
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I'm
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burying
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your
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things
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inside
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my
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bedroom
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All
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distractions,
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in
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the
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end,
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don't
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work
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I'm
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left
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to
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sit
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and
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think
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about
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you
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Like
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all
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I
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ever
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do
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is
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think
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about
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you
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