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No more soap to clean my hands with |
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No songs left for the choir |
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Oh, no more stitches for the dress |
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No more bread here left to bless |
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I raise my hands they reach the sky |
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Oh-ooh |
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Ooooh-oh |
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x 2 |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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Left it like an open sore |
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I couldn't stop the wind from flow-oh-oh-oh-owin' |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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Left it like an open sore |
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I couldn't stop the blood from flow-oh-oh-oh-owin' |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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Left it like an open sore |
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I couldn't stop the wind from flow |
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No, no more fire wood |
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No sweep to brush away them all |
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They're stuck upon my shoes |
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Oh, no birds that flockin' round my feet |
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No pockets full of grain, of crumbs |
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The wiener cake, the soft ice |
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Swee-eet |
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No, no more shimmering stars |
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No more strings to new guitar |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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Left it like an open sore |
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I couldn't stop the wind from bloo-oh-oh-oh-owin' |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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Left it like an open sore |
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I couldn't stop the blood from flow-oow-oh-oh |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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Left it like an open sore |
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I couldn't stop the wind from blow-oh-oh-oh-oh... |
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Come on! |
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Oh, no birds that flockin' round my feet |
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No pockets full of grain, of crumbs |
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The wiener cake, the soft ice |
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Sweet |
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Sweet |
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Oh, no birds that flockin' round my feet |
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No pockets full of grain, of crumbs |
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The wiener cake, the soft ice |
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Sweet |
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Sweet |
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Sweet |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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Left it like an open sore |
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I couldn't stop the wind from flowin' |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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Left it like an open sore |
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I couldn't stop the blood from flowin' |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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I left like a fading rainbow |
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So I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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I left like a fading rainbow |
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Oh, I left my fading life |
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I left my hands with an open door |
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I left like a fading rainbow |
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Rainbow |
