| Childes came aware to man,
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| take her closer.
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| I cherish the nights in which,
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| keeps the distance,
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| I know the trouble is with me,
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| that’s on me is the limit.
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| But I know the difference with sweet,
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| wide and roll.
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| I know the trouble is with me…
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| Trouble is with me…
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| I know the trouble is with me,
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| that’s the sense of liquid
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| I know the trouble is with me…
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| It’s the thing I’ve cherished, most.
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| It’s the thing I’ve cherished, most.
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| It’s the things I cherish…
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| I dye grass from this point of conversation.
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| I could smile a little more,
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| a smile of desperation
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| Trouble is with me…
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| I know the trouble is with me,
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| that’s the sense of liquid
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| I know the trouble is with me…
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| It’s the thing I’ve cherished, most.
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| It’s the thing I’ve cherished, most.
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| It’s the things I cherish…
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| I hope you’ll understand the way I’ve changed a little
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| I find no solace in the vat,
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| The things don’t just happen.
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| Things don’t just happen.
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| I know the trouble is with me…
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| I know the trouble is with me…
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| It’s the things I cherish…
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| It’s the things I cherish…
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| I Know the the trouble is with me…
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| Trouble is with me…
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| I know the trouble is with me,
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| that’s the sense of liquid
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| I know the trouble is with me…
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| It’s the thing I’ve cherished, most.
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| It’s the thing I’ve cherished, most.
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| It’s the things I cherish… |