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Well,
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your
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love
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is
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worse.
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Worse
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than
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cigarettes.
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Even
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if
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I
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had
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twenty
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in
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my
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hands.
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Oh,
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babe,
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your
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touch,
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it
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hurts.
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More
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than
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hangovers.
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No,
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that
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bottle
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don't
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hold
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the
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same
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regret.
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And
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my
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mother
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says
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that
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you're
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bad
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for
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me.
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Guess
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she
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never
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felt
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the
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high
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we're
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on
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right
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now.
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And
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my
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father
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says
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I
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should
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run
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away.
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But
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he
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don't
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know
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that
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I
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just
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don't
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know
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how.
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Well,
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if
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it's
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unhealthy,
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then
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I
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don't
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give
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a
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damn.
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'Cause
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even
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if
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it
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kills
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me,
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I'll
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always
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take
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your
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hand.
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It's
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unhealthy,
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they
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just
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don't
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understand.
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And
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when
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they
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try
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to
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stop
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me,
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just
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know
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nobody
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can.
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You're
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still
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gon'
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be
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my
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man.
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Ayy!
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Still
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gon'
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be
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my
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man.
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Ayy!
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Oh,
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this
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body
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high
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gives
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me
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sleepless
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nights.
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It's
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a
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million
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times
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what
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any
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drug
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could
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give.
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And
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my
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red
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eyes,
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they
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go
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twice
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as
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wide.
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It
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might
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look
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like
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pain,
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but
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to
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me
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it's
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bliss.
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All
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my
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friends,
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they
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say
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that
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you're
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bad
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for
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me.
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Guess
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they
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never
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felt
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the
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high
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we're
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on
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right
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now.
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And
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my
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sister
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says
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I
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should
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run
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away.
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But
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she
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don't
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know
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that
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I
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just
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don't
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know
|
how.
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Well,
|
if
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it's
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Lyrics
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unhealthy,
|
then
|
I
|
don't
|
give
|
a
|
damn.
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'Cause
|
even
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if
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it
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kills
|
me,
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I'll
|
always
|
take
|
your
|
hand.
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It's
|
unhealthy,
|
they
|
just
|
don't
|
understand.
|
And
|
when
|
they
|
try
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to
|
stop
|
me,
|
just
|
know
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nobody
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can.
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You're
|
still
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gon'
|
be
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my
|
man.
|
Ayy!
|
Still
|
gon'
|
be
|
my
|
man.
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Ayy!
|
You're
|
still
|
gon'
|
be
|
my
|
man.
|
Ayy!
|
Still
|
gon'
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be
|
my
|
man.
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Ayy!
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Still
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gon'
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be
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my
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man.
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