| So long be careful on your way back home.
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| I find your suicide poem in your right coat pocket.
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| There was a fire in the Hollywood Hills
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| Ten children were killed you have better be cautious
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| I’ll pray for you sister wherever your heart is
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| I, I wait for you sister
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| Holding my breath bass guitar
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| Oh
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| Farewell, take comfort in the fact you’re young
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| you’ve got ten years to grow up
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| don’t become like your father.
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| I’m sure you know by now, but rain falls most
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| along the California coast
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| this time each season.
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| I wait for your anger to turn into something like mine.
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| Stay close to water the year held some motion inside, side.
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| Well you’ve got a precious soul, your the child i’ll never know just why.
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| Oh dear God bless your soul
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| poor child might never know just why.
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| Oh just why.
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| Well I pray for you sister wherever your heart will reside.
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| I will wait for you sister
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| Holding my breath make me tired, makes me tired. |