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All my life is on me now |
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Hail the pages turning |
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And the future's on the bound |
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Hell don't know my fury |
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You're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needAnd maybe some faith would do me good |
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I don't know what |
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I'm doing, don't know should |
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I change my mind |
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I can't decide, there's too many variations to consider |
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No thing I do don't do no thing but bring me more to do |
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It's true, |
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I do imbue by blue unto myself, |
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I make it bitter |
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Baby, lay your head on my lap one more time |
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Tell me you belong to me |
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Baby, say that it's all going to be alright |
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I believe that it isn't |
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You're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needYou're all |
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I needAnd maybe some faith would do me good |
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And maybe some faith would do me good |
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And maybe some faith would do me good |