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Hollow-body, bones and shoes |
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You can never get back what you lose |
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When will I stop crying? |
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When will I stop crying? |
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Oh my dear, I know too well |
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When I'm in my grave |
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When I'm in my grave |
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When I'm in my grave, that will be the day |
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Happiness, you're so untrue |
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I can't stand the sight of you |
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When will I stop lying? |
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When will I stop lying? |
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Oh my dear, I know too well |
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When I'm in my grave |
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When I'm in my grave |
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When I'm in my grave |
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That will be the day |
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Put a stone where no one knows |
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Dress me in my Sunday clothes |
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There'll be no more talk of the holy |
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There will be silence only |
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And I cannot wait for the day |
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When I'm in my grave |
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When I'm in my grave |
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When I'm in my grave |
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That would be the day |
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That would be the day |
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That's gonna be the day |
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That would be the day |
