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He
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looks
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as
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if
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he
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hasn't
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slept
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His
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hair
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is
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purposely
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unkept
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In
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many
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doorways,
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people
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wept
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When
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you
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crafted
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your
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plan
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Shadows
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underneath
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the
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eyes
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And
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everywhere
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the
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bastard
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lies
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My
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lack
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of
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proof
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is
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your
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disguise
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You
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won't
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remember
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me
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There's
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nothing
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really
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I
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can
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say
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But
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"Sorry,
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mate"
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and
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walk
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away
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I
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could
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be
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wrong
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on
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this
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you
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play
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your
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game
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This
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world
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is
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full
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of
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most
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And
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horrible
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is
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redefined
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I
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can't
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imagine
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that
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you'd
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mind
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at
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all
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You're
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lying
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again,
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your
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conscience
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Lyrics
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isn't
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your
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friend
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And
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the
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only
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thing
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you're
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sobbing
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at
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is
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your
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imagination
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Lying
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again,
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your
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conscience
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isn't
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your
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friend
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And
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the
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only
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thing
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you're
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sobbing
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at
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is
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your
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imagination
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Is
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he
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really
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on
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the
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street?
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Desperation
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or
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deceit?
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And
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what
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he's
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wearing
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on
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Lyrics
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his
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feet
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Won't
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solve
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our
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mystery
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And
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I
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am
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baffled
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by
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how
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you
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stand
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there,
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soaking
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it
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in
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And
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do
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you
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hide
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your
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identity
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where
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you
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hide
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your
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grin?
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You'd
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better
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hide
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your
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grin
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Shadows
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underneath
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the
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eyes
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And
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everywhere
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the
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bastard
|
|
lies
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|
My
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|
Lyrics
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lack
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|
of
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proof
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is
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your
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disguise
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|
You
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|
won't
|
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remember
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|
me
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|
There's
|
|
nothing
|
|
really
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|
I
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|
can
|
|
say
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But
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"sorry,
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mate"
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|
and
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|
walk
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away
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I
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could
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be
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wrong
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on
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this,
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you
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|
play
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your
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|
game
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|
This
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|
world
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|
is
|
|
full
|
|
of
|
|
most
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|
unkind
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And
|
|
horrible
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|
is
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|
redefined
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|
Lyrics
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I
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can't
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imagine
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|
that
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you'd
|
|
mind
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at
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all
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You're
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lying
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again,
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your
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conscience
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isn't
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your
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|
friend
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And
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the
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only
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thing
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you're
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sobbing
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at
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is
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your
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|
imagination
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Lying
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again,
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your
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conscience
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isn't
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your
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|
friend
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And
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the
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only
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|
thing
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you're
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sobbing
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at
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is
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your
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imagination
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