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I have chosen... |
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I have chosen to become the love I'm longing... |
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Love was never something beyond me, underneath me or above me... |
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And I will... |
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I must... |
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And so, I will dwell beneath the desert, still... |
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For there's no safety to be acquired |
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riding streetcars named \"desire\"... |
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If I were dying... |
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If I were dying, what would I want? What would I want with me? |
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If I were dying... |
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If I were dying, who would I want? Who would I want to see? |
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And I will... |
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I must... |
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And so, I will dwell beneath the desert, still... |
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For there's no safety to be acquired |
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riding streetcars named \"desire\"... |
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When I was married... |
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When I was married, I'd ask my husband to lay his body over me, |
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and to tell me... |
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And to tell me just how safe he'd keep me... |
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And I will... |
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I must... |
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And so, I will dwell beneath the desert, still... |
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For there's no safety to be acquired |
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riding streetcars named \"desire\"... |
