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Boo! Morning grey, sober up today |
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Feel this pouring rain, it's the deepest sea on earth |
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Hear this crying wind, it's the sadest song I've heard |
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-wings are growing on her |
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Oh, Fidel, I know. Your princess has gone with the flow |
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Oh, Fidel, I know. Angels they form into snow |
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Cool everything and you'll hear her sing |
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Here we live to see all loves oddities |
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You pray for foreign gods to bring your love to you |
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-hear him bouncing the doors |
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Oh, Fidel, I know... |
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My princess |
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My angel |
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My everything |
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My honey pie, oh why? |
