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I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad. I got sunshine in my bag.
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confusion never stops, closing walls and ticking clocks. whatever works.
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confusion never stops, closing walls and ticking clocks.
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if the world don't like us it'll shake us just like we were a co-oh-oh-oh-
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bo to wszystko wygląda, że snem jest tylko, koszmarem. noli me tangere.
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confusion never stops, closing walls and ticking clocks.
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I realised that you were an island and I passed you by. coldplay.
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how long do I have to climb, up on the side of this mountain of mine?
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how long do I have to climb up on the side of this mountain of mine?
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born to blossom, bloom to perish. what you waiting for? ach-ach.
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I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad. I got sunshine in my bag.
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