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Remember
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once
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I
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told
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you
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about
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How
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before
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I
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heard
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it
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from
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your
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mouth
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My
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name
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would
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always
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hit
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my
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ears
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as
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such
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an
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awful
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sound?
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And
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the
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soul,
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if
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that's
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what
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you'd
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call
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it
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Uneasy
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ally
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of
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the
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body,
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it
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felt
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nameless
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as
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a
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river
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Undiscovered
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underground
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And
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the
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first
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time
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that
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Lyrics
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you
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kissed
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me
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I
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drank
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dry
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the
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River
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Lethe
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The
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Liffey
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would
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have
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been
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softer
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on
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my
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stomach
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all
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the
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same
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But
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you
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spoke
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some
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quick
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new
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music
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That
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went
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so
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far
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to
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soothe
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this
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soul
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As
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it
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was
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and
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ever
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shall
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be,
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unearth
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without
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a
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name
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Some
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part
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of
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me
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must
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Lyrics
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have
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died
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The
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first
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time
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that
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you
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called
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me
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"baby"
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And
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some
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part
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of
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me
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came
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alive
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The
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first
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time
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that
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you
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called
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me
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"baby"
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These
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days,
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I
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think
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I
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owe
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my
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lie
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To
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flowers
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that
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were
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left
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here
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by
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my
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mother
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Ain't
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that
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like
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them,
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giftin'
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life
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to
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you
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again
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This
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Lyrics
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life
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lived
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mostly
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underground
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Unknowin'
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either
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sight
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nor
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sound
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Till
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reachin'
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up
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for
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sunlight
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just
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to
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be
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ripped
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out
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by
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the
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stem
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Sensing
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only
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now
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it's
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dyin'
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Drying
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out,
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then
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drowning
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blindly
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Bloomin'
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forth
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its
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every
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color
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In
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the
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moments
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it
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has
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left
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To
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share
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the
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space
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with
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simple
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living
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things
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Infinitely
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Lyrics
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suffering,
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but
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fighting
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off
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like
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all
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creation
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The
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absense
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of
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itself,
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anyway
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Some
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part
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of
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me
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must
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have
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died
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Each
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time
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that
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you
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called
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me
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"baby"
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But
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some
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part
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of
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me
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stayed
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alive
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Each
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time
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that
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you
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called,
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each
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time
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that
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you
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called
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Come
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here
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Ooh
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la
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la,
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ooh
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la
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la
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Whatever
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Lyrics
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keeps
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you
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around,
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it
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keeps
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you
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around
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Ooh
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la
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la,
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come
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here,
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ooh
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la
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la
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Whatever
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keeps
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you
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around,
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it
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keeps
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you
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around
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The
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last
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time
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it
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was
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heard
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out
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loud
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The
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perfect
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genius
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of
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our
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hands
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and
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mouths
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were
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shocked
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To
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resignation
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as
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the
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arguing
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declined
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When
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I
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was
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young,
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I
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Lyrics
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used
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to
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guess
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Are
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there
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limits
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to
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any
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emptiness?
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When
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was
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the
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last
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time?
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Come
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here
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to
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me,
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when
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was
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the
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last
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time?
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Some
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part
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of
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me
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must
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have
|
|
died
|
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The
|
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final
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time
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that
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you
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called
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me
|
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"baby"
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But
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some
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part
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of
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me
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came
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alive
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The
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final
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time
|
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you
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called
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me
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"baby"
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