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Introdução:
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When I got here the forms were doubt (?)
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You know of the things I taught myself
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It didn't seem to help me much
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how come I'm still hanging here
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When I was here I was looking for a way
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when I was here I was trying to be hay?
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Showing up is all I do
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a place is set up perfect scene
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now give me truth or fiction any time
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When I was here I was looking for a place to hide
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when I was here I was trying to lay low
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This town is full already mades
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Everything sounds like poetry
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a promise to the people here
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Ill be coming back next year
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When I got here might have been a bit blase
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when I got here every nerve is all the way
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when I got here