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Thunder and lightning are ready to drop |
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I'm here, waiting for the whole thing to stop |
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And wash away this stagnant skin on me |
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On the eve of my release |
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She's dreaming fairy tales all the time |
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She'll kill me, 'cos she's so loud all the time |
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Wash away this stagnant skin on me |
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On the eve of my release |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Thunder and lightning are ready to drop |
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I'm stuck here, waiting for the whole thing to stop |
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And wash away this stagnant skin on me |
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On the eve of my release |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
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Limbo |
