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Black letter came to me today |
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Wired and lonely |
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Wired and lonely |
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Holding my hand |
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Oh, black letter came to me today |
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Wired and lonely |
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Wired to the running sand |
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Black letter came to me today |
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With a postmark of the seasons |
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A postmark of the seasons |
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Signed by time |
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Oh, black letter came to me today |
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With a postmark of the seasons |
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And handwriting that looked like mine |
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Black letter burns easily |
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Burns like kindling |
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Burns like kindling |
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Soon as I strike a match |
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Oh, black letter burns easily |
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Burns like kindling |
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I'll burn that letter down to ash |
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Black letter came to me today |
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Singing hallelujah |
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Singing hallelujah |
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Reading those words |
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Oh, black letter came to me today |
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Singing hallelujah |
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Black letter is a promise or a curse |
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Black letter came to me today |
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Wired and lonely |
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Wired and lonely |
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Holding my hand |
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Oh, black letter came to me today |
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Wired and lonely |
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Wired to the running sand |
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Wired to the running sand |
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Wired to the running sand |
