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As the lube arm hands a thick |
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Came down and gently picked my athrlin pears |
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They paste them in their mouths |
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And drinked all the fear out |
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Reach them with their saliva |
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The rest is |
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As if the healthy has cast tide |
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It's the end in life threatening circumstances |
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And once up then the reborn |
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All burst and happy |
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All burst and happy |
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All burst and happy |
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As the rain to start the new |
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It starts to fail miserably |
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Fail at loving me |
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And fail at giving me |
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Fail at creating of love |
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Then realize the whole and kick into the start home |
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Kick into the start home |
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To his scar is there a empty |
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And then who can get me home |
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To whisper strinctly |
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At the beginning of all |
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To whisper strinctly |
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Is the end of |
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At the beginning of all |
