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Pickin' up the pieces |
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Up off the floor |
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How was I to know |
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There was gonna be a war |
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Words of sorrow |
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Words of spite |
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Ringin' in my head |
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Right through the night |
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Don't you know it's a cryin' shame |
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When you've got yourself to blame |
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Don't you know it's a cryin' shame |
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Ohhhhhhhh |
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Woke up this mornin' |
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It's a rainin' again |
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Startin' to wonder |
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If it's somethin' I said |
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Words of sorrow |
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Words of spite |
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Ringin' in my head |
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Right through the night |
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Don't you know it's a cryin' shame |
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When you've got yourself to blame |
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Don't you know it's a cryin' shame |
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You've got yourself to blame |
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Cry cry cry cryin' shame |
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Cry cry cry |
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Cry cry cry cryin' shame |
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Cry cry cryin' shame |
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Up all night |
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With a conscience fight |
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Just can't sleep |
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So I put on the light |
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The sheets are wet |
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With anxiety sweat |
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Mornin's gonna come |
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But it ain't here yet |
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Chorus |
