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I'm
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a
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scary
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gargoyle
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on
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a
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tower
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That
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you
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made
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with
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plastic
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power
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Your
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rhinestone
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eyes
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are
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like
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factories
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far
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away
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When
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the
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paralytic
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dreams
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that
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Answer
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we
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all
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seem
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to
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keep
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Drive
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on
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engines
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'til
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they
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weep
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With
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future
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pixels
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in
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factories
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far
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away
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So
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call
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the
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mainland
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from
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the
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beach
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All
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Answer
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parties
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now
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washed
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up
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in
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bleach
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The
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waves
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are
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rising
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for
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this
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time
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of
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year
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And
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nobody
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knows
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what
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to
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do
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with
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the
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heat
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Under
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sunshine
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Answer
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pylons,
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we'll
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meet
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While
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rain
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is
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falling
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like
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rhinestones
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from
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the
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sky
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I
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got
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a
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feeling
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now
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my
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heart
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is
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frozen
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All
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the
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verses
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and
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the
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Answer
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corrosion
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Have
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been
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after
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native
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in
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my
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soul
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I
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prayed
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on
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the
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unmovable
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Yeah,
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clinging
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to
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the
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atoms
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of
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rock
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Seasons,
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the
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adjustments
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Time
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have
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changed
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Answer
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I
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can't
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see
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now,
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she
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said,
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"Taxi"
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Now
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that
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light
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is
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so
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I
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can
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take
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This
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storm
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brings
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strange
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loyalties
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and
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skies
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I'm
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a
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scary
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gargoyle
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Answer
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on
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a
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tower
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That
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you
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made
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with
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plastic
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power
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Your
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rhinestone
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eyes
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are
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like
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factories
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far
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away
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Here
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we
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go
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again
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That's
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electric
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That's
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electric
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Helicopters
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Answer
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fly
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over
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the
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beach
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Same
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time
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everyday,
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same
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routine
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A
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clear
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target
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in
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the
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summer
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when
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skies
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are
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blue
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It's
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part
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of
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the
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noise
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when
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winter
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Answer
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comes
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It
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reverberates
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in
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my
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lungs
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Nature's
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corrupted
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in
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factories
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far
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away
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Here
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we
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go
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again
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That's
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electric
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With
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future
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pixels
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in
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factories
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far
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away
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Here
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Answer
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we
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go
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again
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That's
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electric
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Your
|
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love's
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like
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|
rhinestones
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falling
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from
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the
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sky
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That's
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electric
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With
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future
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pixels
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in
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factories
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far
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away
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Here
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we
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go
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again
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