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I was hoping for an easy time, an ever burning light in your eyes |
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Table talking on an evening stroll, unquestion urgent obvious foes when I |
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Lay down, lay down my eyes close |
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God has given me a wandering mind, I cannot trace these lines |
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And when I read the paper and I see my name I doubt that I will ever change |
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Cause I'm leaving, leaving as I came |
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When they call my name |
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I'm coming up with my head high and my hands full of your hands |
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Won't you remember that I know you've been walking in your own hell now |
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I know you've been walking in your own hell now |
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I was hoping for a peaceful time cause happiness is all in my mind |
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The devil may deliver me an easy ride whose riches I'll denial oblige when I'm |
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leaving, leaving as I came |
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I won't complain |
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I'm coming up with my head high and my hands eyes of the end |
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Won't you remember me then |
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I know you've been walking in your own hell now |
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Here they come to knock it down, but oh no they can't have her |
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Oh no, you can't have her |
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Oh no, you can't have her |
