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I've got a box |
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I've got a knife |
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I've got a door that leads out of life |
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Absent lovers |
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Broken friends |
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Give me 6,7,8,9,10 |
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It's coming around again |
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Taking my turn on the turning wheel |
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I'm coming around again |
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Give me a book |
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Or a line |
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A song to console my mind |
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Sing it right |
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Don't pretend |
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Give me 6,7,8,9,10 |
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It's coming around again |
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Taking my turn on the turning wheel |
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I'm coming around again |
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Give me a book or a line |
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That relates to my time and my sickness |
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A song that consoles my mind |
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Written by someone who knows how I feel |
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Who's been through the same and can tell me it's real |
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Solve the problem that's inside my head |
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Write an equation, present to my friends |
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Let them know |
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I try and I care but I can't anymore |
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Give me a look or some wine tell me it'll all be fine |
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With my box and my knife |
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And my door out of life |
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Tell me it'll be alright |
