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Lyrics
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They
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could
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prescribe
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you
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any
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illness
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you'd
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like
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if
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you
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define
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the
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terms
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of
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your
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ailments
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You
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could
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sing
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a
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pretty
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malady
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like
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a
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black
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canary,
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but
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a
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crow
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don't
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know
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the
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smell
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of
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carbon
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monoxide
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How
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many
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years
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have
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you
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been
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on
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that
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couch?
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They
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could've
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quilt'd
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you
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in
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the
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throws
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by
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now
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You
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draw
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a
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line
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in
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the
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sand
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where
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it
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ends
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and
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you
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begin
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But
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the
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tide
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rolls
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in,
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so
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who
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knows?
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Oh
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well
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And
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a
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little
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identity
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never
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hurt
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Lyrics
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nobody,
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but
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lately
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you've
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been
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focusing
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too
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much
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on
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yourself
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So
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how
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many
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milligrams
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of
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you
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are
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still
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left
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in
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there?
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'Cause
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back
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in
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my
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day,
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we
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didn't
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need
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no
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feel-
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good
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pills
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and
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no
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psychiatrists
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No,
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we
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just
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drank
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ourselves
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to
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death
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And
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god
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damn
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it,
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we
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liked
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it!
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Who
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makes
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the
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call?
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What's
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a
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symptom,
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what's
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a
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flaw,
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can
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it
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been
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both?
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Well,
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I
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suppose
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that's
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an
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answer
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Would
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you
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give
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up
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your
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humanity
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for
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just
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a
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touch
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of
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sanity?
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Lyrics
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'Cause
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god
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knows
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it's
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not
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like
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it's
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cancer
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And
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good
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news
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to
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the
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purists:
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they've
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discovered
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a
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cure
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for
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the
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symptoms
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of
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being
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alive
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It's
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a
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painless
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procedure
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with
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a
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low
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rate
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of
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failure
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But
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very
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few
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patients
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survive
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And
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a
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little
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conformity
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never
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hurt
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nobody,
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but
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lately
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I've
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been
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worried
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that
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you're
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losing
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yourself
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So
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how
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many
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milligrams
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of
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you
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are
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still
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left
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in
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there?
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'Cause
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back
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in
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my
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day,
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we
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didn't
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need
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no
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feel-
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good
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pills
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and
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no
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psychiatrists
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No,
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Lyrics
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we
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just
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bled
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out
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in
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our
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baths
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And
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god
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damn
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it,
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we
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liked
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it!
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Doctor,
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what's
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my
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prognosis
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if
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the
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studies
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show
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that
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Disease
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is
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in
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the
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eye
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of
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the
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beholder?
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Tell
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me,
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"so
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it
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goes"
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We
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depress
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to
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impress,
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I
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guess
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In
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layer
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after
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layer
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to
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get
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off
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our
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chests
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It's
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cold
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out
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now,
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we
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can
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take
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it
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off
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later
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Better
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safe
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than
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sorry,
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and
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we
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both
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know
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the
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danger
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So,
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doctor,
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could
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you
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run
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another
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test?
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Got
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a
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feeling
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that
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Lyrics
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this
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time
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I
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might
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just
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pass
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it
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Well,
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if
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you
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raise
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the
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average
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We'll
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all
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sing
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when
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the
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bell
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curve
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rings
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in
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lyrics
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symptomatic
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of
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the
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way
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we
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think
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If
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our
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harmonies
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don't
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sync,
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we
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can
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change
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our
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voices
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A
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chorus
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on
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condition
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of
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our
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diagnosis
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Back
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in
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my
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day,
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we
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didn't
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need
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no
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feel-
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good
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pills
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and
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no
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psychiatrists
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What
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can
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I
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say,
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except
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don't
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heed
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no
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evil
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wills
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of
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moral
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nihilists?
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I
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said,
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back
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in
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the
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days
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of
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lobotomies,
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and
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Lyrics
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shock
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therapy,
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and
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mad
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scientists!
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No,
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don't
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you
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make
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me
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waste
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my
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breath
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God
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damn
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it!
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Ain't
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your
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you-dentity
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at
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stake?
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Does
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aspirin
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kill
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you
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with
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the
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pain?
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You're
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not
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your
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thoughts,
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you're
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not
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your
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brain,
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you're
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just
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the
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character
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you've
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made
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Up
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in
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your
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head,
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down
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in
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your
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heart,
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what
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seem
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like
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separate
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body
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parts
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Come
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together
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to
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believe
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they're
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you,
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and
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not
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just
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chemistry
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It's
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not
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the
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way
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that
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you
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were
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raised,
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or
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what
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the
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advertisements
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say
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Not
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what
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you
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Lyrics
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pay
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for,
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what
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you
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pray
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for,
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what
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you
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want,
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or
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what
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you
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say
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And
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I
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can
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see
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your
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tendency
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to
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redefine
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disease
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by
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what
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you
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need
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And
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I'm
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afraid
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I
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can't
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prescribe
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the
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diagnosis
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that
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you
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seek
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And
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something
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tells
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me
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that
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you
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need,
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forgive
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me
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now
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if
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I
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misspeak,
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But
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something
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tells
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me
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that
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you
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like,
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and
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something
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tells
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me
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You
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prefer
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to
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be
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sitting
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there
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flipping
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through
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those
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old
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issues
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of
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People
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Well,
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that's
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our
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time,
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see
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you
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next
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week!
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