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There's people downstairs |
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I'm more than a fighter, you know |
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There's people downstairs |
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It wasn't even yours to share |
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I know you're old |
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And heavy hand takes hold |
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Television's too loud |
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He leaves without a sound |
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And I know you're old |
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And heavy hand takes hold |
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There's people downstairs |
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I stole it from a letter, off your tongue it rolled |
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And sheltered from the weather, you could be so bold |
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You told me it'd get better, I know you're old |
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There's people downstairs |
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I'm more than a fighter, you know |
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Heavy hand takes hold |
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And I know you're old |
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There's people downstairs |
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There's people downstairs |
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There's people downstairs |
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I'm more than a fighter |
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I'm more than a fighter, you know |
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There's people downstairs |
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I'm more than a fighter |
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There's people downstairs |
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There's people downstairs |
