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Why don't you come out? |
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The guards have gone |
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They forgot their purpose and shuffled |
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Their lungs have come feel the sun |
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Why don't you come out? |
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The dogs lie sleeping |
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Their lips they twitch with the chills in their dreams |
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They come feel the sun |
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Why don't you come out |
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And exact your revenge? |
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And the liars and wasters |
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That call themselves friends |
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For to forgive is overrated |
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As they need but your affiance |
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So come feel the sun |
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Why don't you come out |
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We are missing your wife and babies |
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That just want to hold you |
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So come feel the sun, touch your fears |