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Fair thee well and the requiem mix |
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I got a loan shark and a quick fix, |
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for those I left behind, in a suit case of fire flies, |
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find ya, I wanna treat you right, |
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never leave you beggin and cryin. |
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Coming down the mountain in a wet carriage, |
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full speed like a spent marriage. |
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I got more than enough to keep me whole. |
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For once I'm not slightly out of control. |
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Got crazy dreams when it breaks morning, |
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everyday, a requiem. These morning dreams are just like memories: |
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Late night, starring through the trees. I got words for this and the way it fits: |
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It's all about the light and the sound around it. |
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Fair thee well and the requiem mix |
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I got a feather bed and a couple of tricks, for those I left behind. |
