#571
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noone says anything in the middle of England
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#572
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Don't want to see your face, don't want to hear your words, why don't you just...
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#573
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to what you see inside
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Caps are a blast but to please me you need TNT
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#574
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every day i wake up and pray for John (i think thats correct?from TTSB)
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#575
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nobody loved you, nobody made you feel so alone
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#576
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Either cloth caps of smack victims
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#577
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She'd walk on broken glass for love
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#578
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ella-ella-ella-ella-ella
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#579
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A life worth saving or lonesome ever more
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#580
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economic forecasts soothe our dereliction
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#581
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nothing really makes me happy
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#582
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Your joys are counterfeit
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#583
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they call me a boring fuckhead
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#584
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democracy is an empty lie
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#585
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Everybody loves me
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