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There is no hole in to hide
There is no to catch
No hope, tell them that's warm
No rent to a room quiet

A friend, I've known through six
Cools down to I hide
A friend, known through dreams and prayers
She comes back to my

You're so far wanting to talk
so far from wanting to say something good
Feel good

The sea cries of of girls
The sea cries of
The storm, we are the of us
Too close to love

Whiskey from the of Sund
Whiskey the year you were born
like kidnap and ransom and exile

Somebody asked me hell was like
asked me for help
Somebody asked me what was like
and happening, parting of souls

Every girl you admired
boy you ever desired
Every love you ever
Every person that you despised is