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When you have no one, |
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No one can hurt you |
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When you have no one, |
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No one can hurt you |
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In the corners there is light |
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That is good for you |
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And behind you, |
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I have warned you, |
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There are awful things |
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Will you miss me |
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When I burn, and will you eye me |
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With a longing |
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It is longing that |
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I feel To be missed for, to be real |
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When you have no one, |
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No one can hurt you |
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When you have no one, |
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No one can hurt you |
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Will you miss me |
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When I burn, |
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And will you close |
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The others' eyes, it would be |
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Such a favor |
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If you would blind them |
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There is absence, there is lack |
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There are wolves here abound |
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You will miss me |
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When I turn around |
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When you have no one, |
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No one can hurt you |
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When you have no one, |
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No one can hurt you |