Cold wind house
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The heat of summer
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But I am very far from home
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His good moments
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All soot liquid
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It is known from the taste of blood
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Cigarettes are half extinguished
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You are left with a cup of coffee
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This is bloody
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I reap until you all come
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Dark light is low
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They bury his tail
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My roommates are muddy
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Hell in the mud
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That's it
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Give them a good situation
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But do not worry, come back
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This is the end of the dress
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و اِلا
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What are you doing here?
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Unemployment
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Do you know we are awake ?! |
Do you know what we have?
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Vitamin?
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No, the lights are not on
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Our eyes are behind the glass
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Candles are lit everywhere at night
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I did not sit on the sofa
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we gave
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Free energy is wasted
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That I lock a riff
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To say a ruthless movement sentence
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That some of my roommates still seem to want bad
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Upset about the relationship between the arts and me
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They say do not shout
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Do not cause excitement
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They all live
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Salast and not renting it
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خنسه نه
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The spell or not
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From my bedroom to the reception, the air is cloudy
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Always Karkhe Ton and until that time
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Give bad to your heart then
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There is no news outside this house
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Let's take it later
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Cold wind house
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The heat of summer
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But I am very far from home
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His good moments
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All soot liquid
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It is known from the taste of blood
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Cigarettes are half extinguished
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You are left with a cup of coffee
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I have a good place in my brain
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I'm somewhere in my brain
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I have a good place in my brain
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I'm somewhere in my brain
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I brush my teeth too much
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The cold is the son of your house
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They are not dead, but their heads are spinning in the snow
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Bern you too
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It was bitter, it tasted hard, it was hard to digest
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I was cold, I was cold, I was frozen
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My soul came to my lips so I was suffering
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Bad board arrow
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Taste to the jaw that is a disaster
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His culture is Guy Joe, Juarez
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He went out more satisfied than the zombies
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Because you are a bad pilgrim
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عارضن که لاشین
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They go to the base
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The insane is officially crazy and
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Lily is also satisfied
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Children pottery
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Their mother is a jar
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Husbands in the clay behind the vagina say woman
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I mean you
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My arrow is full of MacBook
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I clung to the old man
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What are you doing?
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Fairy Day
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This day
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Kind of weird
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I stayed on the ground
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The strap too
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You can not
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The Museum is here
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You see every swag
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The subject is a blood rap
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More timid face
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There is a red cheek
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Because of his blood
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She was her favorite rap
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Then that's me
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Blood came
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Instead of tears from the throat
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Cold wind house
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The heat of summer
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But I am very far from home
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His good moments
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All soot liquid
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It is known from the taste of blood
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Cigarettes are half extinguished
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You are left with a cup of coffee
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I have a good place in my brain
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The brain is somewhere far away
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I'm somewhere in my brain
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The brain is a good place |