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61 lines
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Give away a love
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And then remove another too
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Painted words adorn the walls
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Echoing untrue
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(I feel cold)
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A-ha, a-ha, a-ha...
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Promises abound
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You rarely find it to begin
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Maybe I'm afraid
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To let you all the way in
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(I guess so)
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A-ha, a-ha, a-ha...
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I excuse myself
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I'm used to my little cell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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I excuse myself
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I'm used to my little cell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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Lately I'm beside myself
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Pretending, unconcerned
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Standing at a corner
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Where I threw you on a turn
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(I'll move on)
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A-ha, a-ha, a-ha...
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Flowers on a cross remain
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Mark an ending scene
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Damn it all if blood you spill
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Turn the grass more green
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(Life is short)
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A-ha, a-ha, a-ha...
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I excuse myself
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I'm used to my little cell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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I excuse myself
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I'm used to my little cell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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I amuse myself
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In my very own private hell
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__________________
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Name Private Hell
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Artist Alice In Chains
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Album Black Gives Way to Blue
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