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So
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long
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ago,
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I
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don't
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remember
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when
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That's
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when
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they
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say
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I
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lost
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my
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only
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friend
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Well
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they
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said
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she
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died
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easy
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of
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a
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broken
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heart
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disease
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As
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I
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listened
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through
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the
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cemetery
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trees
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I
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seen
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the
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sun
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comin’
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up
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at
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the
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funeral
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at
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dawn
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The
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long
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broken
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arm
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of
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human
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law
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Now
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it
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always
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seemed
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such
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a
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waste,
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she
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always
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had
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a
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pretty
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face
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So
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I
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wondered
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why
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she
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hung
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around
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this
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place
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Hey
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Come
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on
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try
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a
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little
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Nothing
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is
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forever
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There's
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got
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to
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be
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something
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better
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than
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In
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the
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middle
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But
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me
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and
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Cinderella
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We’ll
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put
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it
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all
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together
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We
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can
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drive
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it
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home
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With
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one
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headlight
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She
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said
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"It's
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cold,
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it
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feels
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like
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Independence
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Day
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And
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I
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can't
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break
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away
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from
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this
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parade."
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But
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there's
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got
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to
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be
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an
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opening
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Somewhere
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here
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in
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front
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of
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me
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Through
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this
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maze
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of
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ugliness
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and
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greed
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And
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I’ve
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seen
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the
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sign
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up
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ahead
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at
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the
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county-line
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bridge
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Sayin’
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all
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is
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good
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and
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nothingness
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is
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dead
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We'll
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run
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until
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she's
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out
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of
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breath
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She
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ran
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until
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there's
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nothing
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left
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She
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hit
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the
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end,
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it's
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just
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her
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window
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ledge
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Hey
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Come
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on,
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try
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a
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little
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Nothing
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is
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forever
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There's
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got
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to
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be
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something
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better
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than
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in
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the
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middle
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But
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me
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and
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Lyrics
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Cinderella
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We
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put
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it
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all
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together
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We
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can
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drive
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it
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home
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With
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one
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headlight
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Well,
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this
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is
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old,
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it
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feels
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just
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like
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a
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beat
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up
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truck
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I
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turn
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the
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engine,
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but
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the
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engine
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doesn't
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turn
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What
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smells
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of
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cheap
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wine,
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cigarettes
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This
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place
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is
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always
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such
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a
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mess
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Sometimes
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I
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think
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I'd
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like
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to
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watch
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it
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burn
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I'm
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so
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alone,
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and
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I
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feel
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just
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like
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somebody
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else
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Man,
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I
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ain't
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changed,
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but
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I
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know
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I
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ain't
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the
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same
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But
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somewhere
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here
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in
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between
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The
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city
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walls
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of
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dying
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dreams
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I
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think
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her
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death,
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it
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must
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be
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killing
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me
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Hey,
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hey,
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hey,
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Come
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Lyrics
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on,
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try
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a
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little
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Nothing
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is
|
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forever
|
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There's
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got
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to
|
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be
|
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something
|
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better
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than
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In
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the
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middle
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But
|
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me
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and
|
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Cinderella
|
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We
|
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put
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it
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all
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together
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We
|
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can
|
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drive
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it
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home
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With
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one
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headlight
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