| You say you just want to stand there and dim out
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| Just gonna root there and space
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| Sulk cause there ain’t nobody really doped about your inventory
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| Absorb celestial articles from neutral stations
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| From the pain participants
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| And by far mostly neo-family break strike pattern strike break deface
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| When you get so quiet and depressed, hate it and I drop away again
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| Can’t understand I want to die again
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| I’m out here in the swell getting fucked up trying to cure you
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| It’s so draining
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| Really how can I help if you won’t talk to me?
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| Thought you were around the way
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| Not just a cliche
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| Nina Barnes:
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| Eg har aldri tenkt meg sanningi
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| Som ein husfugl
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| Men um ho so vore
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| Kan du godt strjuka henne med fjøri
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| Og ikkje jaga henne upp i ei krå
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| Til ho snur ugleaugo og klør imot deg
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| Andre held sanningi for
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| Ei kald knivsegg
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| Ho er både
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| Yin og yang
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| Ormen i graset
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| Og fuglekongen som lettar frå ørni
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| Når hu trur seg høgst
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| Eg har òg set
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| When you get so quiet and depressed, hate it and I drop away again
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| Can’t understand I want to die again
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| I’m thrashing in the waves getting fucked up trying to cure you
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| It’s so draining
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| How can I help if you won’t talk to me?
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| I thought you were a lover friend
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| I’m your friend |