this inconsolable world of suffering
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won't turn around,
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having been in the ground with my reason.
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these uncontrollable circumstances
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won't make a sound,
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having suddenly found you in season.
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i can't concentrate on melody.
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waiting for some kinda tragedy.
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i can't keep things straight,
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i imagine myself with you.
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there's nothing anybody else can do.
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there's nothing anybody else can do.
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this inconsolable world of suffering
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won't be denied,
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having tried to decide on decision.
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these unavoidable circumstances
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waiting beside,
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having tried to divide on division.
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i can't concentrate on anything.
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pleading guilty to most anything.
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i can't keep things straight,
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i imagine myself with you.
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there's nothing anybody else can do.
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there's nothing anybody else can do.
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i can't concentrate on melody.
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waiting for some kinda tragedy.
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i can't keep things straight,
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i imagine myself with you.
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there's nothing anybody else can do.
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there's nothing anybody else can do.
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there's nothing anybody else can do.
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there's nothing anybody else can do.
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Some Kinda Tragedy
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| Superdrag |
