Answer
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I
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think
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we
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got
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this
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In
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a
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wedding
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dress
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and
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a
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Casio
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watch
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This
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year’s
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a
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plot
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twist
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‘Cause
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I’m
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not
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the
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type
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to
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be
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certain
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a
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lot
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Ran
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for
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the
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trenches
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and
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there
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you
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were
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humming
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“Strawberry
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Fields”
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No
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more
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defences,
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no
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more
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defences
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You
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are
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better
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than
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you
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know
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yourself
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I
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found
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you
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off
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the
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highest
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shelf
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I’ll
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always
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feel
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the
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way
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I
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felt
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Sat
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in
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a
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pub
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on
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the
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Heath
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First
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kiss,
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first
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Friday
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in
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June
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You
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asked
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what
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I’d
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tell
|
my
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friends,
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said
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“It’s
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a
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glowing
|
review”
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Baby,
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nothing
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much
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has
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changed,
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I
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guess
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your
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buzz
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cut,
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it
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grew
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But
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I’m
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still
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the
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girl
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with
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the
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blush,
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giving
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a
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glowing
|
review
|
Well
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make
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a
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home
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on
|
the
|
cracks,
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we’ll
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tell
|
nothing
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but
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the
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truth
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And
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for
|
the
|
rest
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of
|
my
|
life,
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you’ll
|
get
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a
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glowing
|
review
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(Ooh,
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maybe)
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Maybe
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it’s
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perfect,
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maybe
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it’s
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incredibly
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flawed
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It
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doesn’t
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matter
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I’m
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happy
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honey,
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I’m
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locking
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the
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door
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This
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is
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our
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shelter,
|
birthdays
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are
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nailed
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to
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the
|
fridge
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What
|
|
Answer
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did
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I
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tell
|
you,
|
what
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did
|
I
|
tell
|
you?
|
You
|
are
|
better
|
that
|
you
|
know
|
yourself
|
I
|
found
|
you
|
off
|
the
|
highest
|
shelf
|
I’ll
|
always
|
feel
|
the
|
way
|
I
|
felt,
|
felt,
|
felt
|
Sat
|
in
|
a
|
pub
|
on
|
the
|
heath
|
First
|
kiss,
|
first
|
Friday
|
in
|
June
|
You
|
asked
|
what
|
I’d
|
tell
|
my
|
friends,
|
said
|
“It’s
|
a
|
glowing
|
review”
|
Baby
|
nothing
|
much
|
has
|
changed,
|
I
|
guess
|
your
|
buzz
|
cut,
|
it
|
grew
|
But
|
I’m
|
still
|
the
|
girl
|
with
|
the
|
blush,
|
giving
|
a
|
glowing
|
review
|
We’ll
|
make
|
a
|
home
|
on
|
the
|
cracks,
|
we’ll
|
tell
|
nothing
|
but
|
the
|
truth
|
And
|
for
|
the
|
rest
|
of
|
my
|
life,
|
you’ll
|
get
|
a
|
glowing
|
review
|
(Oh,
|
yeah)
|
Blood
|
moons,
|
skylarks
|
My
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baby’s
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out
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the
|
ball
|
park
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Nice
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teeth,
|
wide
|
heart,
|
I’ll
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never
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need
|
a
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hall
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pass
|
Eyes
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won’t
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wander,
|
it’s
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my
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honour
|
All
|
my
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future
|
rested
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on
|
you
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Stairwell
|
hideouts,
|
smiling
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with
|
your
|
eyebrows
|
Life
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without
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ya,
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I
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never
|
wanna
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find
|
out
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You’re
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scared,
|
me
|
too
|
I
|
won’t
|
leave
|
you
|
I
|
won’t
|
leave
|
you
|
I
|
won’t
|
leave
|
you
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|