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You're so happy now |
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Burning the candle at both ends |
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Your self loving soothes |
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And softens the blows you've invented |
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Breathe in deep |
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And cleanse away our sins |
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And we'll pray |
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That there's no God to punish us |
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And make a fuss |
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Cracks healing up |
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The future soul forgives this mess |
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You waste twenty years |
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And wind up alone demented |
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Breathe in deep |
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And cleanse away our sins |
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And we'll pray |
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That there's no God to punish us |
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And make a fuss |
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Breathe in deep |
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And cleanse away our sins |
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And we'll pray |
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That there's no God to punish us |
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And make a fuss |
