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Somewhere
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in
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Germany,
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but
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I
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can't
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place
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it
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Man,
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I
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hate
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this
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part
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of
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Texas
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Close
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my
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eyes,
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fantasize
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Three
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clicks
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and
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I'm
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home
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When
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I
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get
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back
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I'll
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lay
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around
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Then
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I'll
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get
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up
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and
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lay
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back
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down
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Romanticize
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a
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quiet
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life
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There's
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no
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place
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like
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my
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room
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But
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you
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had
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to
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go
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I
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know,
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I
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know,
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I
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know
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Like
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a
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wave
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that
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crashed
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and
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melted
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on
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the
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shore
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Not
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even
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the
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burnouts
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are
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out
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here
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anymore
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And
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you
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had
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to
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go
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I
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know,
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I
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know,
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I
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know
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Out
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in
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the
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park,
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we
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watch
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the
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sunset
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Talking
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on
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a
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rusty
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swing
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set
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After
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a
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while
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you
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went
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quiet
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and
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I
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got
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mean
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I'm
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always
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pushing
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you
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away
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from
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me
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But
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you
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come
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back
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with
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gravity
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And
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when
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I
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call,
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you
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come
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home
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A
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bird
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in
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your
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teeth
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So
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I
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gotta
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go
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I
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know,
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I
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know,
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I
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know
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When
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the
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sirens
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sound,
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you'll
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hide
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under
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the
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floor
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But
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I'm
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not
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gonna
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go
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down
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with
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my
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hometown
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in
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a
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tornado
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I'm
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gonna
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chase
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it
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I
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know,
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I
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know,
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I
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know
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I
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gotta
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go
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now
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I
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know,
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I
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know,
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I
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know
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Driving
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out
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into
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the
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sun
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Let
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the
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ultraviolet
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cover
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me
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up
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Went
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looking
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for
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a
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creation
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myth
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Ended
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up
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with
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a
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pair
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of
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cracked
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lips
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Windows
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down,
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scream
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along
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To
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some
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America
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First
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rap,
|
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country
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song
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A
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slaughterhouse,
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an
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outlet
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mall
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Slot
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machines,
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fear
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of
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God
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Windows
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down,
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|
heater
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on
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Big
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bolts
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of
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|
lightning
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hanging
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low
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Over
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the
|
|
coast,
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everyone's
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|
convinced
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It's
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a
|
|
government
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|
drone
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|
or
|
|
an
|
|
alien
|
|
spaceship
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|
Either
|
|
way,
|
|
we're
|
|
not
|
|
alone
|
|
|
|
|
I'll
|
|
find
|
|
a
|
|
new
|
|
place
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|
to
|
|
be
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|
from
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|
A
|
|
haunted
|
|
house
|
|
with
|
|
a
|
|
picket
|
|
fence
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|
To
|
|
float
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|
around
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|
and
|
|
ghost
|
|
my
|
|
friends
|
|
No,
|
|
I'm
|
|
not
|
|
afraid
|
|
to
|
|
disappear
|
|
The
|
|
billboard
|
|
said,
|
|
"The
|
|
end
|
|
is
|
|
near"
|
|
I
|
|
turned
|
|
around,
|
|
there
|
|
was
|
|
nothing
|
|
there
|
|
Yeah,
|
|
I
|
|
guess
|
|
the
|
|
end
|
|
is
|
|
here
|
|
The
|
|
end
|
|
is
|
|
here
|
|
The
|
|
end
|
|
is
|
|
here
|
|
The
|
|
end
|
|
is
|
|
here
|
|
The
|
|
end
|
|
is
|
|
here
|
|