Lyrics
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Just
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stop
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your
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crying.
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It's
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a
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sign
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of
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the
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times.
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Welcome
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to
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the
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final
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show.
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Hope
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you're
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wearing
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your
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best
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clothes.
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You
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can't
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bribe
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the
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door
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on
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your
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way
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to
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the
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sky.
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You
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look
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pretty
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good
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down
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here.
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But
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you
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Lyrics
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ain't
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really
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good.
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If
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we
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never
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learn
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we
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been
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here
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before.
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Why
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are
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we
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always
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stuck
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and
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running
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from
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the
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bullets?
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The
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bullets?
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We
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never
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learn
|
we
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been
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here
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before.
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Why
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are
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we
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always
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stuck
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and
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running
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from
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the
|
bullets?
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Lyrics
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The
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bullets.
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Just
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stop
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your
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crying.
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It's
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a
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sign
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of
|
the
|
times.
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We
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gotta
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get
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away
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from
|
here.
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We
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gotta
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get
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away
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from
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here.
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Just
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stop
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your
|
crying.
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It'll
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be
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alright.
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They
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told
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me
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that
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the
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end
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is
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near.
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We
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Lyrics
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gotta
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get
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away
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from
|
here.
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Just
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stop
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your
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crying.
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Have
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the
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time
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of
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your
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life.
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Breaking
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through
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the
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atmosphere.
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And
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things
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are
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pretty
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good
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from
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here.
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Remember
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everything
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will
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be
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alright.
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We
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can
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meet
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again
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somewhere.
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Somewhere
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far
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away
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from
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Lyrics
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here.
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We
|
never
|
learn
|
we
|
been
|
here
|
before.
|
Why
|
are
|
we
|
always
|
stuck
|
and
|
running
|
from
|
the
|
bullets?
|
The
|
bullets.
|
We
|
never
|
learn
|
we
|
been
|
here
|
before.
|
Why
|
are
|
we
|
always
|
stuck
|
and
|
running
|
from
|
the
|
bullets?
|
The
|
bullets.
|
Just
|
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Lyrics
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stop
|
your
|
crying.
|
It's
|
a
|
sign
|
of
|
the
|
times.
|
We
|
gotta
|
get
|
away
|
from
|
here.
|
We
|
gotta
|
get
|
away
|
from
|
here.
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Stop
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your
|
crying.
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Baby,
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it
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will
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be
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alright.
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They
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told
|
me
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that
|
the
|
end
|
is
|
near.
|
We
|
gotta
|
get
|
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Lyrics
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away
|
from
|
here.
|
We
|
never
|
learn
|
we
|
been
|
here
|
before.
|
Why
|
are
|
we
|
always
|
stuck
|
and
|
running
|
from
|
the
|
bullets?
|
The
|
bullets.
|
We
|
never
|
learn
|
we
|
been
|
here
|
before.
|
Why
|
are
|
we
|
always
|
stuck
|
and
|
running
|
from
|
the
|
bullets?
|
The
|
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Lyrics
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bullets.
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We
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don't
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talk
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enough.
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We
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should
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open
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up.
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Before
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it's
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all
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too
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much.
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Will
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we
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ever
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learn?
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We've
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been
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here
|
before.
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It's
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just
|
what
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we
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know.
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Stop
|
your
|
crying,
|
baby.
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It's
|
a
|
sign
|
of
|
the
|
times.
|
We
|
gotta
|
get
|
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Lyrics
|
away.
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We
|
got
|
to
|
get
|
away.
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We
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got
|
to
|
get
|
away.
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We
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got
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to
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get
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away.
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We
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got
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to
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get
|
away.
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We
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got
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to,
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we
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got
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to.
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We
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got
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to,
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we
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got
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to.
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We
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got
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to,
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we
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got
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to.
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