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| i'm sitting outside on the porch enjoying the night air. | |
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| what about me? i'm in there all alone and you left cops on me. that show is scary. everyones face is all blury like jacobs ladder | |
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| well you can sit out here too | |
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| during an electrical storm? don't you like me? | |
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