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The dreams of dying mothers |
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I awoke, my insides shuddered |
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The grey coats of the infantry |
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Victims looking for sympathy |
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And splash of |
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October swimmers |
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The cheers of |
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Helsinki winners |
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My barbed bones of futility |
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Leaking marrow of ability |
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And I don't need anyone |
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You don't need anyone |
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I want to be a happy boy |
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This means that you must employ my lies |
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When I want you |
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I don't need anyone |
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I want to be a happy boy |
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This means that you must employ my lies |
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And I don't need anyone |
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You don't need anyone |
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I want to be a happy boy |
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This means that you must employ my lies |
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When I want you |
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And I don't need anyone |
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And I don't need anyone |
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And I don't need anyone |
