| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Everything in
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| Till he’s hand baked
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| He believed I was doing alright, doing alright
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| When he walks on the back of the hill
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| He killed people as a soldier
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| Till he’s hand baked he knows he’s not doing alright
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| He knows he’s not doing alright
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| He knows he’s not doing alright
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| He knows he’s not doing alright
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| He knows I’m not doing alright
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| He came back to his home
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| And he met a beautiful girl
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| He wanted to his hand by the storm
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| He knows he’s not doing alright
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| He knows he’s not doing alright
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| He knows he’s not doing alright
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| He knows I’m not doing alright
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night
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| Swords and a paintbrush
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| Here through day and night |