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I can't stand day We it's sunday morning not possible for me to stay
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I'll wait for the Between the darkness he will the clarity
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Where did my run and hide? Where are the guys with lucky Where do the strangers sleep at this night, How can I?
Where did my run and hide? Where are the with lucky eyes? Where do the sleep at night? Sleep night, how can I?
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I can't stand day We Know it's morning It's not possible for me to a day or a night
So wait for the messenger Between the he will provide the clarity Can not
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