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If it sounds right |
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I'll repeat |
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If it looks good to me |
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I will make it mine |
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For the night |
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If it feels good |
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I will chase it |
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If it looks good to me |
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I will make it mine |
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For the night |
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Oh what a web I have woven myself in |
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I'm always chasing after somebody else |
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All by myself |
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I see my mother |
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She's at the window |
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She's letting down her long black hair |
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She won't let me in there |
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Oh what a web I have woven myself in |
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I'm always chasing after somebody else |
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All by myself |
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I swallow whiskey, I take to powder |
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I drink the flowers, but I am still so, so sad |
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And that makes you feel bad |
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I take to whiskey, I swallow powder |
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I drink the flowers, but I am still so, so sad |
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And that makes you feel bad |
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Oh what a web I have woven myself in |
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I'm always chasing after somebody else |
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All by myself |
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Oh what a web I have woven myself in |
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I'm always chasing after somebody else |
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Somebody else, somebody else, somebody else |
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All by myself |