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[ti:Juneau] |
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[ar:Funeral for a friend] |
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Tired to the testing of wills |
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where my hart break down and spills |
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Left to the sing of the sky |
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in your arms I'm defined |
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I'm thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies |
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in the minds of your enemies |
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And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness |
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Well,If this is what I'm meant for |
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no longer interesting |
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Fall forward to even the score |
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Just a thought to you |
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Tired to the testing of wills |
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where my hart break down and spills |
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Left to the sing of the sky |
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in your arms I'm defined |
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I'm thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies |
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in the minds of your enemies |
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And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness |
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And I'm nothing more than a line in your book |
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Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book |
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Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book |
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Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book |
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in your book ,in your book |
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Well,if this is what I meant for |
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no longer interesting |
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For forwad to even the score |
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Just a thought to you |
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Just a thought to you |
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Just a thought to you |
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Yet I'm nothing more |
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Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book |
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Yet I'm nothing more than a line in your book |