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There's got to be some way out of here. |
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There's got to be some way out of here. |
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Like an ocean snake, |
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I slithered in twine |
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and played in your tears |
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like they were brine |
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They said, "Just take some more of this |
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and you'll feel better, love." |
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Oh, what a pair of eyes! |
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Sadder than blue. |
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Richer than blood. |
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Deeper than truth. |
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I cursed. |
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I prayed. |
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I prayed, and then I cursed some more. |
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But I can't deal with anything |
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if you make me cry. |
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Oh, just to be an ice cube in your glass! |
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Oh, just to be an ice cube in your glass! |
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My sinews, they burn |
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for your touch; |
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To be drank into your gut. |
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They said, "Just take some more of this |
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and you'll feel better, love." |
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Oh, what a pair of eyes! |
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Sadder than blue. |
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Richer than blood. |
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Deeper than truth. |
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I cursed. |
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I prayed. |
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I prayed, and then I cursed some more. |
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But I can't deal with anything |
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if you make me cry. |
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Take some more of this |
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and you'll feel better, love. |
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Oh, what a pair of eyes! |
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Sadder than blue. |
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Richer than blood. |
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Deeper than truth. |
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I cursed. |
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I prayed. |
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I prayed, and then I cursed some more. |
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But I can't deal with anything |
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if you make me cry. |
