Answer
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Listen,
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I've
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been
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drinking
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As
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our
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house
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lies
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in
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ruin
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I
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don't
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know
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what
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I'm
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doing
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Alone
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in
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the
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dark
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at
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the
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park
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or
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at
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the
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pier
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watching
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ships
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disappear
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in
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the
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rain
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The
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world's
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just
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bones
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The
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world
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is
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stones
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dressed
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up
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in
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the
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rain
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with
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no
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place
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to
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go
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but
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home
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Just
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like
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Nance
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on
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a
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night
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Answer
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like
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this,
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why,
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she's
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pro
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stars
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pro
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sky
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All
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lit
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up
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and
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sick
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of
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fighting
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beneath
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the
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diseased
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lighting
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of
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the
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discotheque
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at
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night
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It
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don't
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mean
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a
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thing
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It
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never
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means
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a
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thing
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It
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don't
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mean
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a
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thing
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It
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never
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means
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a
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thing
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It's
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got
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that
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swing
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I've
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seen
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it
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all
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I've
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seen
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it
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all
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Magnolia's
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a
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girl
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Her
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Answer
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heart's
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made
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of
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wood
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As
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apocalypses
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go
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that's
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pretty
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good,
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wouldn't
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you
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say?
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Please
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remove
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your
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spurs
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Come
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to
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think
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of
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it
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remove
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your
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antlers
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Haven't
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seen
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you
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for
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ages,
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I
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still
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fly
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into
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rages
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at
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the
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mention
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of
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your
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name,
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Christine
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White
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I
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think
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about
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you
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often
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Off
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in
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the
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desert
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laughing
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your
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head
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off
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in
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the
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forest
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of
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Answer
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the
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night
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Say
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a
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prayer
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for
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the
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light
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So
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now
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I
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live
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well
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I
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live
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in
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the
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mine
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I'm
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still
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slinging
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mud
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at
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the
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towers
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all
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the
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time
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I
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took
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a
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walk
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And
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threw
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up
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in
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an
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English
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garden
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I
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was
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born
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in
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the
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North,
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but
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my
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father's
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from
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the
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South
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Love
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is
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a
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political
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beast
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with
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jaws
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for
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a
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Answer
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mouth
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You're
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upset,
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and
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have
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every
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right
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to
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be
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Regretfully
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you
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decline,
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every
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night
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was
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a
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waste
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of
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time
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Every
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night
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every
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night
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every
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night...
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You
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were
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on
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the
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side
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of
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good
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I
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was
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inside
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of
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the
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sea's
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guts
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A
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crumbling
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beauty
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trapped
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in
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a
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river
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of
|
ice
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A
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crumbling
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beauty
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trapped
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in
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Paradise
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Oh
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yes
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it
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was
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Paradise!
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Answer
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The
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tide
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comes
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in
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and
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the
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tide
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goes
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out
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again
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I
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suppose
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this
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is
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the
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kind
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of
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thing
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we
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see
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every
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day
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The
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tide
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comes
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in
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the
|
tide
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goes
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away
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Oh
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the
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tide
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comes
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in,
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yeah
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the
|
tide,
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yes
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the
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tide!
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A
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ransom
|
note
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written
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on
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the
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night
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sky
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above,
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reminds
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me
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what
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in
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particular
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about
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this
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wine
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I
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Answer
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love
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Like
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a
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punctured
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beast,
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better
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off
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dead
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Compliments
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going
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to
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my
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head,
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la-da-da
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la-da-da!
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And
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speaking
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of
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my
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mind,
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the
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Sunflower
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And
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speaking
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of
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a
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world
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turning
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sour
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on
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you
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I
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was
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20
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years
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old
|
in
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1992
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I
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was
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bathed
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in
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golden
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sunlight,
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all
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right?
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I
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was
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ripped
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on
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dope
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You
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were
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a
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ray
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of
|
sunshine
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I
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was
|
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Answer
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a
|
hopeless
|
romantic,
|
you
|
were
|
swine
|
You've
|
got
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to
|
spend
|
money
|
to
|
make
|
money
|
You've
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got
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to
|
stop
|
calling
|
me
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Honey
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Oh
|
world,
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you
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fucking
|
explosion
|
that
|
turns
|
us
|
around
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The
|
search
|
light
|
slumps
|
over,
|
so
|
sick
|
of
|
the
|
night
|
And
|
the
|
kids
|
on
|
the
|
boats,
|
busted
|
in
|
the
|
ship
|
yards
|
Going
|
down,
|
down,
|
down,
|
down,
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down,
|
down,
|
down...
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