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When I was a child |
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they'd ask me where it hurt |
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and wipe the tears from my eyes |
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Sure embraces, |
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gentle forehead kisses |
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making sure that I was alright |
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As I grew older and the nights grew shorter |
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I no longer cared where it hurt |
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All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies |
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there to cradle me to sleep |
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All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies |
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there to cradle me to sleep |
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Scars they heal in time |
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the raw wounds on my mind |
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they aren't so easily fixed |
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You can't mend what isn't broken |
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Kind words are rarely spoken |
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in time I will learn this |
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But I grow older |
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and the nights grow shorter |
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drowning as I sink or swim |
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All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies |
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there to cradle me to sleep |
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All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies |
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there to cradle me to sleep |
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Sticks and stones they break me to the bone |
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Words they cut they will always hurt me |
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Please be my saving Grace |
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Please be my saving Grace |
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How to answer all my prayers |
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Please be my saving Grace |
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All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies |
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there to cradle me to sleep |
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and all I hear is, Whisky Lullabies |
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there to cradle me to sleep |
| [03:34.98] |
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone |
| [03:40.87] |
Words they cut, they will always hurt me |
| [03:46.91] |
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone |
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Words they cut, they will always hurt me |
