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I'm sitting here alone |
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I'm working on your clone |
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Your clone will do all work |
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And all that boring things |
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And clones, they don't have souls |
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I do not really care |
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My actions seem all fair |
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Couldn't ask for more |
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Watch my body die |
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Sometimes it makes me cry |
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I know you want me to |
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I sometimes think of you |
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And in our perfect world |
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There would be no pets |
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No kids or other things |
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That compromise our time |
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And we could go to bars |
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They wouldn't make complaints |
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There wouldn't be no fights |
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Or at least just one |
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Watch my body die |
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Sometimes it makes me cry |
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I know you want me to |
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I sometimes think of you |
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Watch our bodies die |
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Sometimes it makes me cry |
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I know you want me to |
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I sometimes think of you |
