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I Reach Out, |
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And Grab The |
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Devil.Pour |
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His Hell Straight |
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Down My Throat. |
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Go Home To |
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The Darling |
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Where's Your |
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Pain, Give |
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Me Pain Ten |
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Fold.Soft |
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Face On My |
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Backhand.Soft |
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Heart Broken |
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At My Feet. |
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Careless Of |
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Your Feelings. |
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Reach Again, |
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Strike Again, |
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Feel It.All |
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This And More |
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For You.These |
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Are The Things |
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That I Put |
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You Through. |
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Bleed For |
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Me Once, And |
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Again.It's |
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Not What You're |
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Doing.Liquid |
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Soul, Inside |
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Of MeMy Conscience |
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Black, Plaqued |
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By Disease. |
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Losing Mind, |
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I'm Slipping |
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FastThe Bottle |
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Empties Courage |
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In Me From |
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A Glass.Next |
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Day My Eyes |
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Have Opened |
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Look To See |
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My Battered |
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WifeLiving |
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This Depression |
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Poor Again, |
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Drink Again, |
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Slam ItSavior |
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In A Bottle |
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Courage Capped |
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And Sealed |
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TightHelps |
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Me To See |
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BrighterThings |
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I Hate Washed |
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Away Leave |
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MeAll This |
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And More For |
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YouThese Are |
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The Things |
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That I Put |
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You Through |
