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Drownin'
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in
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the
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Blue
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Nile
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He
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sent
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me
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"Downtown
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Lights"
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I
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hadn't
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heard
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it
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in
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a
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while
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My
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boredom's
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bone
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deep
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This
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cage
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was
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once
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just
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fine
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Am
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I
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allowed
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to
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cry?
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I
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dream
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of
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crackin'
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locks
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Throwin'
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my
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life
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to
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the
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wolves
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or
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the
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ocean
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rocks
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Crashin'
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into
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him
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tonight,
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he's
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a
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paradox
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I'm
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seeing
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visions
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Am
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I
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bad
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or
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mad
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or
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wise?
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What
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if
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he's
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written
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"Mine"
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on
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my
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upper
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thigh
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only
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in
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my
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mind?
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One
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slip
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and
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fallin'
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back
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into
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the
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hedge
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maze
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Oh,
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what
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a
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way
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to
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die
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I
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keep
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recalling
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things
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we
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never
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did
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Messy
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top
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lip
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kiss,
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how
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I
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long
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for
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our
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trysts
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Without
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ever
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touchin'
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his
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skin
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How
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can
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I
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be
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guilty
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as
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sin?
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I
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keep
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these
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longings
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locked
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In
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lowercase
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inside
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a
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vault
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Someone
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told
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me,
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"There's
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no
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such
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thing
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as
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bad
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thoughts
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Only
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your
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actions
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talk"
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These
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fatal
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fantasies
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Giving
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way
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to
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labored
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breath
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takin'
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all
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of
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me
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We've
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already
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done
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it
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in
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my
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head,
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If
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it's
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make
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believe
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Why
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does
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it
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feel
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like
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a
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vow
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we'll
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both
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uphold
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somehow?
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What
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if
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he's
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written
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"Mine"
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on
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my
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upper
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thigh
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only
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in
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my
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mind?
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One
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slip,
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and
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fallin'
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back
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into
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the
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hedge
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maze
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Oh,
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what
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a
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way
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Lyrics
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to
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die
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My
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bed
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sheets
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are
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ablaze
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I've
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screamed
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his
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name
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Buildin'
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up
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like
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waves
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crashin'
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over
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my
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grave
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Without
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ever
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touchin'
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his
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skin
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How
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can
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I
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be
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guilty
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as
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sin?
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What
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if
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I
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roll
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the
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stone
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away?
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They're
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gonna
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crucify
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me
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anyway
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What
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if
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the
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way
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you
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hold
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me
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is
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actually
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what's
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holy?
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If
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long
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suffering
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propriety
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is
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what
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they
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want
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from
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me
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They
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don't
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know
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how
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you've
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haunted
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me
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so
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stunningly
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I
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choose
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you
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and
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me
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religiously
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What
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if
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he's
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written
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"Mine"
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on
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my
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upper
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thigh
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only
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in
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my
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mind?
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One
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slip
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and
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fallin'
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back
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into
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the
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hedge
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maze
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Oh,
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Lyrics
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what
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a
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way
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to
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die
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I
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keep
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recalling
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things
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we
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never
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did
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Messy
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top
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lip
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kiss,
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how
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I
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long
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for
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our
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trysts
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Without
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ever
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touchin'
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his
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skin
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How
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can
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I
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be
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guilty
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as
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sin?
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He
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sent
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me
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"Downtown
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Lights"
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I
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hadn't
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heard
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it
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in
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a
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while
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Am
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I
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allowed
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to
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cry?
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