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Kiss me it'll heal but it won't forget....
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[...And We all have a Hell]
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Dear God, life ain't kind People gettin born then dying.
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Songwriting... Part 2. What next..?! [sic!]
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Songwriting in progress... Part 2. What next..?! [sic!]
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Just as long as you stand, stand by me...
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Dear God, life ain't kind People gettin born then dying.
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Our god is white and unforgiving we're piss tested and we're praying.
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"Imagine there's no heaven. It's easy if you try..."
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There's a lady, who's sure, all the glitters is gold... / [sic!]
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Dear God the sky is as blue, as a gunshot wound...
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Our god is white and unforgiving we're piss tested and we're praying.
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