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i will light the match this mornin', so i won't be alone |
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watch as she lies silent, for soon light will be gone |
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i will stand arms outstretched, pretend i'm free to roam |
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i will make my way, through, one more day in hell... |
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how much difference does it make |
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how much difference does it make... |
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i will hold the candle till it burns up my arm |
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i'll keep takin' punches until their will grows tired |
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i will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind |
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hey i won't change direction, and i won't change my mind |
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how much difference does it make |
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how much difference does it make.. |
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how much difference... |
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i'll swallow poison, until i grow immune |
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i will scream my lungs out till it fills this room |
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how much difference |
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how much difference |
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how much difference does it make |
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how much difference does it make... |
