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And I know it´s late but can I come in?
And I´d love to hear that nothing will get you low
I breath I think I laugh for you
You know I spend every dime
And it hurts to see that I´m wasting my time
Die she must
Cos nothing will get her low



Nothing will get you low

Nothing will get you low

Nothing will get you low
I breath, I think, I laugh
for you

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