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The
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who's
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who
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of
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"Who's
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that?"
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is
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poised
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for
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the
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attack
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But
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my
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bare
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hands
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paved
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their
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paths
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You
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don't
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get
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to
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tell
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me
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about
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sad
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If
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you
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wanted
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me
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dead,
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you
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should've
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just
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said
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Nothing
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makes
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me
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feel
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more
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alive
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So
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I
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leap
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from
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the
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gallows
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and
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I
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levitate
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down
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your
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street
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Crash
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the
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party
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like
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a
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record
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scratch
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as
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I
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scream
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"Who's
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afraid
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of
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little
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old
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me?"
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You
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should
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be
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The
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scandal
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was
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contained
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The
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bullet
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had
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just
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grazed
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At
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all
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costs,
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keep
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your
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good
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name
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You
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don't
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get
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to
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tell
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me
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you
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feel
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bad
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Is
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it
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a
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wonder
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I
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broke?
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Let's
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hear
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one
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more
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joke
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Then
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we
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could
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all
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just
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laugh
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until
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I
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cry
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So
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I
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leap
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from
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the
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gallows
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and
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I
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levitate
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down
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your
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street
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Crash
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the
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party
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like
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a
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record
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scratch
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as
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I
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scream
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"Who's
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afraid
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of
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little
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old
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me?"
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I
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was
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tame,
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I
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was
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gentle
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'til
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the
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circus
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life
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made
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me
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mean
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"Don't
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you
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worry,
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folks,
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we
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took
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out
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all
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her
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teeth"
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Who's
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afraid
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of
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little
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old
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me?
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Well,
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you
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should
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be
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(You
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should
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be)
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You
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should
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be
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(You
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should
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be)
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You
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should
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be
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You
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should
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be
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(You
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should
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be)
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You
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should
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be
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(You
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should
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be)
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You
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should
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be
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So
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tell
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me
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everything
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is
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not
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about
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me,
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but
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what
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if
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it
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is?
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Then
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say
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they
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didn't
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do
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it
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to
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hurt
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me,
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but
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what
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if
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they
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did?
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I
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wanna
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snarl
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and
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show
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you
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just
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how
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disturbed
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this
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has
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made
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me
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You
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wouldn't
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last
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an
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hour
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in
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the
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asylum
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where
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they
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raised
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me
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So
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all
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you
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kids
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can
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sneak
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into
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my
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house
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with
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all
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the
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cobwebs
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I'm
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always
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drunk
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on
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my
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own
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tears,
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isn't
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that
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what
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they
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all
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said?
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That
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I'll
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sue
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you
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if
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you
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step
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on
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my
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lawn
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That
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I'm
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fearsome
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and
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I'm
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wretched
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and
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I'm
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wrong
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Put
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narcotics
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into
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all
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of
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my
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songs
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And
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that's
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why
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you're
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still
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singin'
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along
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So
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I
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leap
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from
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the
|
gallows
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and
|
I
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levitate
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down
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your
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street
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Crash
|
the
|
party
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like
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a
|
record
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scratch
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as
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I
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scream
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"Who's
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afraid
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of
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little
|
old
|
me?"
|
I
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was
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tame,
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I
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was
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gentle
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'til
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the
|
circus
|
life
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made
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me
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mean
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"Don't
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you
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worry,
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folks,
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we
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took
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out
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all
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her
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teeth"
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Who's
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afraid
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of
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little
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old
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me?
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Well,
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you
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should
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be
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(You
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should
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be)
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You
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should
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be
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(You
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should
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be)
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You
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should
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be
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'Cause
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you
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lured
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me
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(You
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should
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be)
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And
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you
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hurt
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me
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(You
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should
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be)
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And
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you
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taught
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me
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You
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caged
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me
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and
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then
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you
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called
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me
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crazy
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I
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am
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what
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I
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am
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'cause
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you
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trained
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me
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So
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who's
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afraid
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of
|
little
|
old
|
me?
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Who's
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afraid
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of
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little
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old
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me?
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Who's
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afraid
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of
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little
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old
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me?
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