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My
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grip
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on
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my
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secrets
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slipping
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while
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I'm
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speaking
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in
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tongues
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Screaming
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at
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the
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top
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of
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my
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lungs
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in
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the
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confession
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booth
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Take
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it
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with
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a
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pillar
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of
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salt,
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H.A.L.T.,
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it's
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not
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my
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fault
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The
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devil
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made
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me
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do
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it,
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but
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I
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also
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kinda
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wanted
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to
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I'm
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cut
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from
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a
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different
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kind
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of
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meat
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More
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than
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you
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can
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chew,
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hard
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to
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swallow
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me
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Forget
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bored
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stiff,
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I
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got
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rigor
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mortis,
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call
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it
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morbid
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curiosity
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How
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can
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I
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commit
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to
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reality,
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when
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my
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third
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eye's
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open
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and
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I
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like
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what
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I
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see?
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Baby,
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I
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may
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be
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crazy,
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but
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I
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didn't
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lose
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it,
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no,
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I
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set
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it
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free
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I
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can't
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ignore
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what's
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under
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dance
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floorboards,
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the
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rhythm
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of
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my
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heart
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a
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dead-
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as-
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disco
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beat
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But
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I
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still
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move
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my
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feet
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To
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slip
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out
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of
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this
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groove,
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I'm
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free!
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Now
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to
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row,
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row,
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row,
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my
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boat
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over
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the
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falls
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And
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maybe
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wake
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up
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from
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but
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a
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dream,
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yeah
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I'm
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just
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a
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psycho,
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babe
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Come
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and
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go
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out
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my
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mind
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I
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didn't
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lose
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it,
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babe
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There
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wasn't
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much
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to
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find
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I'm
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just
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a
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psycho,
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babe
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Come
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and
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go
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out
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my
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mind
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I'm
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only
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passing
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through
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Oh,
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oh,
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o-o-oh
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If
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you
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knew
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what
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I
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knew,
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if
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you
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saw
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what
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I
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see
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You'd
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look
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through
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illusions,
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hallucinations,
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and
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lucid
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dream
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And
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I
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know
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that
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meaning
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can
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be
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such
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a
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pretty
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thing
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to
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keep
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But
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I
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got
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facts
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and
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I'm
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not
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afraid
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to
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use
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'em,
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take
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the
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good
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with
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the
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bad,
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take
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off
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the
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back
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you
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make
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a
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new
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front
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Some
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days
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I'm
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glad
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that
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I
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am
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a
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madman
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and
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I'd
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rather
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be
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that
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than
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An
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amicable
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animal,
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mild-
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mannered
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cannibal
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But
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I'm
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more
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level-
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headed
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and
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clever
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than
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ever
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and
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I'm
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getting
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better
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one
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forever
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at
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a
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time
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And
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if
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sick
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is
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defined
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by
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what's
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different,
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well,
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then
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pull
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the
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plug
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out
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and
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let
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me
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die
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Vice
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versa,
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vice
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versus
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virtue
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Well,
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who
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I
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am
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I
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choose
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through
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all
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the
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things
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I
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do
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And
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if
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it
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rhymes,
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it's
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true,
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but
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I
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hate
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poetry
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Now
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with
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my
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moral
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compass
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pointing
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south,
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going
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down
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With
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no-
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no-
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no-
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no-
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no-
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no-
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no-
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no-
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no
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respect
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for
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reality,
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ah!
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I'm
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just
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a
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psycho,
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babe
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Come
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and
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go
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out
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my
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mind
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I
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didn't
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lose
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it,
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babe
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There
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wasn't
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much
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to
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find
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I'm
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just
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a
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psycho,
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babe
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Come
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and
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go
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out
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my
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mind
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I'm
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only
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passing
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through
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Oh,
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oh,
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o-o-oh
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I'm
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just
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a
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psycho,
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babe
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Come
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and
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go
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out
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my
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mind
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I
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didn't
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lose
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it,
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babe
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There
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wasn't
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much
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to
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find
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I'm
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just
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a
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psycho,
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babe
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Come
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and
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go
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out
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my
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mind
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A
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tourist
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passing
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through
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Well,
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that
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was
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fun,
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goodbye!
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