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She said she doesn't like it here, left everything back home |
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She was lost and bitter, broken and alone |
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She said she drinks too much, to make the nights go by |
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She was barely conscious, breathing through a straw |
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She held my hand and kissed my lips |
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She begged me to help her feel |
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And I said |
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I can make you feel it |
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She said she was a person before they brought her down |
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She was better than this dark relentless town |
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She had another lover who kept her in a cage |
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She had sold her future and buried who she was |
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And I said |
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I can make you feel it |
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"Oh to touch the people, to really feel them" |
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I can make you feel it |
