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Sometimes I cry so hard for pleading,
So sick and tired all the mean less meaning,
But baby when they knock you down and out,
It’s where you’ll wanna stay,
And after all the blood that you still have,
Another time I was chancing it all around,
So fix your eyes and get up,
Baby, get up,
While you can,
Where’d you go?
And would you even turn to say,
I don’t love you,
Like I did yesterday,
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Poprostu kicha :(