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winter is here |
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shiver in white rust |
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winter is here |
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your guitar is the wrong way round |
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on the beat |
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winter is here |
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crows are pecking at the wheat husk |
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winter is here |
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your son is white and pale |
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winter is here |
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summer is dying in the white moon |
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winter is here |
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spirit is dying cuz there's no room |
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i need your crisis in my life |
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can't breathe with no accident |
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i feed the crisis in your life |
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can't breathe with no accident |
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i need your crisis in my life |
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can't breathe with no accident |
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i feed the crisis in your life |
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can't breathe with no accident |
