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Air
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in
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my
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lungs
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'Til
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the
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road
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begins
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As
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the
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last
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of
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the
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bugs
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Leave
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their
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homes
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again
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And
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I'm
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splitting
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the
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road
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down
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the
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middle
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For
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a
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minute
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the
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world
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seemed
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so
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simple
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Feel
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the
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rush
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of
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my
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blood
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I'm
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seventeen
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again
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I
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am
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not
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scared
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of
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death
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I've
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got
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dreams
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again
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It's
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just
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me
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and
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the
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curve
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of
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the
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valley
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And
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there
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is
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meaning
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on
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Earth,
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I
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am
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happy
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(Oh,
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oh
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oh,
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oh,
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oh,
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oh,
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oh)
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Passed
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Alger
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Brook
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road,
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I'm
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over
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the
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bridge
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A
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minute
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from
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home,
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but
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I
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feel
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so
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far
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from
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it
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The
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death
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of
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my
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dog,
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the
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stretch
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of
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my
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skin
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It's
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all
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washin'
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over
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me,
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I'm
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angry
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again
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The
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things
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that
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I
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lost
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here,
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the
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people
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I
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knew
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They
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got
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me
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surrounded
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for
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a
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mile
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or
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two
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The
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cars
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in
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reverse,
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I'm
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grippin'
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the
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wheel
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I'm
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back
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between
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villages
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and
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everything's
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still
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