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Our trouble |
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Come for me |
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I row a dried up sea |
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Trouble tore at my sleep(sleeve?) |
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I row a dried up sea |
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Ribbons to hide my face |
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Shame does not come to claim |
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Trouble tore at my sleep(sleeve?) |
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I row a dried up sea |
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Never you mind |
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You can manage |
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Never you mind |
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You can manage |
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Never you mind |
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You can manage |
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Never you mind |
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Well....fuck that (?) |
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I fail to explain (?) |
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Never you mind |
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You can manage |
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And never you mind |
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If, when you stand (?) |
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Would you sleep (? ) |
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Never you mind |
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You can manage |
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If you try |
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You can manage |
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You can manage |
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You can manage |
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If you try |
