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Creeper,
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aww
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man.
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So
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we
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back
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in
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the
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mine,
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got
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our
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pickaxe
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swinging
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from
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side
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to
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side,
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side,
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side
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to
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side.
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This
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task's
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a
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grueling
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one,
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hope
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to
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find
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some
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diamonds
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tonight,
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night,
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night,
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diamonds
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tonight.
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Heads
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up,
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you
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hear
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a
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sound,
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turn
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around
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and
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look
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up,
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total
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shock
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fills
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your
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body.
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Oh
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no,
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it's
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you
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again,
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I
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could
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never
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forget
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those
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eyes,
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eyes,
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eyes,
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eyes,
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eyes,
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eyes,
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eyes.
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'Cause
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baby
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tonight,
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the
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creeper's
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tryin'
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to
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steal
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all
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our
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stuff
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again.
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'Cause
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baby
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tonight,
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you
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grab
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your
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pick,
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shovel
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Text
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and
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bolt
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again,
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bolt
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again,
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gain.
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And
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run,
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run,
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until
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it's
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done,
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done,
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until
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the
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sun
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comes
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up
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in
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the
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morn'.
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'Cause
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baby
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tonight,
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the
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creeper's
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tryin'
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to
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steal
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all
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our
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stuff
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again,
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stuff
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again,
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gain.
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Just
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when
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you
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think
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you're
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safe,
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overhear
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some
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hissing
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from
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right
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behind,
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right,
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right
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behind.
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That's
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a
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nice
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life
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you
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have,
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shame
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it's
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gotta'
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end
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at
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this
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time,
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time,
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time,
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time,
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time,
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time,
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time.
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Blows
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up,
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and
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your
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health
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bar
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drops
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and
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you
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could
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use
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a
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one
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up,
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get
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inside,
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don't
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be
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tardy.
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Text
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So
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now
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you're
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stuck
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in
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there,
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half
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a
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heart
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is
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left,
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but
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don't
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die,
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die,
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die,
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die,
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die,
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die,
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die.
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'Cause
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baby
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tonight
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the
|
creeper's
|
tryin'
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to
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steal
|
all
|
our
|
stuff
|
again.
|
'Cause
|
baby
|
tonight,
|
you
|
grab
|
your
|
pick,
|
shovel
|
and
|
bolt
|
again,
|
bolt
|
again,
|
gain.
|
And
|
run,
|
run,
|
until
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it's
|
done,
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done,
|
until
|
the
|
sun
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comes
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up
|
in
|
the
|
morn'.
|
'Cause
|
baby
|
tonight,
|
the
|
creeper's
|
tryin'
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to
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steal
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all
|
our
|
stuff
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again.
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Dig
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up
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diamonds,
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craft
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those
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diamonds,
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make
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some
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armor,
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get
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it,
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baby,
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gonna'
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forge
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it,
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like
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Text
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you're
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so
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MLG.
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pro,
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the
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sword's
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made
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of
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diamond,
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so
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come
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at
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me,
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bro'.
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Trainin'
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in
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your
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room,
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under
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the
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torchlight,
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hone
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that
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form
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to
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get
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you
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ready
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for
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the
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big
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fight.
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Every
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single
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day,
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and
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the
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whole
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night,
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creeper's
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out
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prowling'.
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All
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right,
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look
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at
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me,
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look
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at
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you,
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take
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my
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revenge,
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that's
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what
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I'm
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gonna'
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do.
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I'm
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a
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warrior,
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baby,
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what
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else
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is
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new?
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And
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my
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blade's
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gonna
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tear
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through
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you.
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'Cause
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baby
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tonight,
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the
|
creeper's
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tryin'
|
to
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steal
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all
|
our
|
stuff
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again.
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Gather
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your
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stuff,
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yeah,
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Text
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let's
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take
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back
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the
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world.
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Yeah,
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baby
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tonight.
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Have
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your
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sword,
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armor
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and
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go.
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It's
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on:
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Take
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your
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revenge!
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So,
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fight,
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fight,
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like
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it's
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the
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last,
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last
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night
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of
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your
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life,
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life.
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Show
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them
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your
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fight.
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'Cause
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baby
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tonight,
|
the
|
creeper's
|
tryin'
|
to
|
steal
|
all
|
our
|
stuff
|
again.
|
'Cause
|
baby
|
tonight,
|
you
|
grab
|
your
|
pick,
|
shovel
|
and
|
bolt
|
again,
|
bolt
|
again,
|
gain.
|
And
|
run,
|
run,
|
until
|
it's
|
done,
|
done,
|
until
|
the
|
sun
|
comes
|
up
|
in
|
the
|
morn'.
|
'Cause
|
baby
|
tonight,
|
the
|
creeper's
|
tried
|
to
|
steal
|
all
|
our
|
stuff
|
again.
|
|
no,
it's
you
again,
I
could
never
forget
those
eyes,
eyes,
eyes,
eyes,
eyes,
eyes,
eyes.
Shame it's got to end at this time, time, time, time
up,
and
your
health
bar
drops
and
you
could
use
a
one
up,
get
inside,
don't
be
tardy.
(there i started it)
(there i started it)
got our pickaxe swinging from side to side, side, side to side.
This task's a grueling one, hope to find some diamonds tonight, night, night, diamonds tonight.
Heads up, you hear a sound, turn around and look up, total shock fills your body.
"Oh no, it's you again! I could never forget those eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes."
'Cause baby tonight, the creeper's trying to steal all our stuff again! (Stuff again)
'Cause baby tonight, grab your pick, shovel, and bolt again! (Bolt again-gain!)
And run, run, until it's done, done, until the sun comes up in the morn'.
'Cause baby tonight, the creeper's tryin' to steal all our stuff again! (Stuff again-gain!)
Just when you think you're safe, overhear some hissing from right behind, right-right behind.
That's a nice life you have, shame it's gotta end at this time, time, time, time, time, time, time.
Blows up, and your healthbar drops, and you could use a warm-up, get inside, don't be tardy!