Lyrics
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"Hey,
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Nate,
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how's
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life?"
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I
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don't
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know,
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it's
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alright
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I've
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been
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dealin'
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with
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some
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things
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like
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every
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human
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being
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And
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really
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didn't
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sleep
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much
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last
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night
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"I'm
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sorry",
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that's
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fine
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I
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just
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think
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I
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need
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a
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little
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me
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time
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I
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just
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think
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I
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need
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a
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little
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free
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time
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Little
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break
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from
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the
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shows
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and
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the
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bus
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rides,
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yeah
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Last
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year
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I
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had
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a
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breakdown
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Thoughts
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tellin'
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me
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I'm
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lost
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gettin'
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too
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loud
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Had
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to
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see
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a
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therapist,
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then
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I
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found
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out
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Somethin'
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funny's
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goin'
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on
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up
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in
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my
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house
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Yeah,
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I
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started
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thinkin'
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maybe
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I
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should
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move
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out
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You
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know,
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pack
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my
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cart,
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take
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a
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new
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route
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Clean
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up
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my
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yard,
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get
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the
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noose
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out
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Hang
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up
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my
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heart,
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let
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it
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air
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out
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I've
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been
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searchin'
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"What
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does
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that
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mean,
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Nate?"
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I've
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been
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learnin'
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Grabbin'
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my
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keepsakes,
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leavin'
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my
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burdens
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Well,
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I
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brought
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a
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few
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with
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me,
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I'm
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not
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perfect
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Lookin'
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at
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the
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view,
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like
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this
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concerns
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me
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Pickin'
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up
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the
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cues,
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right?
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I'm
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quite
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nervous
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Hate
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it
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when
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I
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lose
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sight,
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life
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gets
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blurry
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And
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things
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might
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hurt
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me
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It's
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prolly
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gonna
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be
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a
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long
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journey,
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but
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hey
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It's
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worth
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it,
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though
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Cold
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world
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out
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there,
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kids,
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grab
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your
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coats
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It's
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been
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a
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minute,
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I
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know,
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now
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I'm
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back
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to
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roam
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Lookin'
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for
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the
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antidote
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to
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crack
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the
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code
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Pretty
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vivid;
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I
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admit
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it,
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I'm
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in
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classic
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mode
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Don't
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need
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pity
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given
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to
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me,
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but
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I
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can't
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condone
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Talkin'
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down
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to
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me,
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I'ma
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have
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to
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crack
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your
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nose
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for
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crackin'
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jokes
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I'm
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lookin'
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for
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the
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map
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to
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hope,
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you
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seen
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it?
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Been
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makin'
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a
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whole
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lot
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of
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changes
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Wrote
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a
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song
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about
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that,
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you
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should
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play
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it
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I
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get
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scared
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when
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I
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walk
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on
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these
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stages
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I
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look
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at
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the
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crowd
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and
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see
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so
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many
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faces,
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yeah
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That's
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when
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I
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start
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to
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get
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anxious
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That's
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when
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my
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thoughts
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can
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be
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dangerous
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That's
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when
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I
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put
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on
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my
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makeup
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and
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drown
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in
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self
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hatred
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Forget
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what
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I'm
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sayin'
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and-
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Where'd
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the
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beat
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go?
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Oh,
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ain't
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that
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somethin'?
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Drums
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came
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in,
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you
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ain't
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see
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that
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comin'
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Hands
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on
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my
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head,
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can't
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tell
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me
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nothin'
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Got
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a
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taste
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of
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the
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fame,
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had
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to
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pump
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my
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stomach
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Throw
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it
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back
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up
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like
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I
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don't
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want
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it
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Wipe
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my
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face,
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clean
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off
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my
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vomit
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OCD,
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tryna
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push
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my
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buttons
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I
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said
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don't
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touch
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it,
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now
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y'all
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done
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it
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I
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can
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be
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critical,
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never
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typical
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Intricate
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with
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every
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syllable,
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I'm
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a
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criminal
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Intimate,
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but
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never
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political,
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pretty
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visual
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Even
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if
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you
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hate
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it,
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I'll
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make
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it
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feel
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like
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you're
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in
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it,
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though
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You
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call
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me
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what
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you
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wanna,
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but
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never
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call
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me
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forgettable
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Leave
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you
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deep
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in
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thought,
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I
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could
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never
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swim
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in
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the
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kiddie
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pool
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Way
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that
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I
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been
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thinkin'
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is
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cinematic,
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it's
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beautiful
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Man,
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I
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don't
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know
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if
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I'm
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makin'
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movies
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or
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music
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videos
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Yeah,
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the
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sales
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can
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rise
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Doesn't
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mean
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much
|
though
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when
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your
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health
|
declines
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See,
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we've
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all
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got
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somethin'
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that
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we
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trapped
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inside
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That
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we
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try
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to
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suffocate,
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you
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know,
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