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eu vi-o uma vez antes
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
levantado dos mortos
e meu nome é truthful
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
eu ganhei a raça
uma tempestade está montando na maré
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
quando você vier hoje à noite
eu sou uma mulher
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
acima de e para baixo vai
doce e forte

 



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