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saknar USA! i dreamt of a fever, one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart. with heat to melt these frozen tears burned with reasons as to carry on. into these twisted months i plunge wit
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i never loved nobody fully always one foot on the ground and by protecting my heart truely i got lost in the sounds i hear in my mind all these voices i hear in my mind all these words i hear in my mi
I wasn't jealous before we met Now every woman I see is a potential threat And I'm possessive, it isn't nice You've heard me saying that smoking was my only vice But now it isn't true Now everyth
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