She nursed himthere, ooh, over a night. I wasnt so sure she wanted himto stay. What to say? What to say? But soon she was down. Soon he was low. At a quarter past. A holy no. She had to turn around.
When she couldnt hold, oh, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here.
And to this day shes glided on. Always home but so far away. Like a word misplaced. Nothing said, what a waste. But when she had contact with the conflict. There was meaning but she sold himto the state. She had to turn around.
When she couldnt hold she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. Oh. Oh... Oh...
She gave himaway when she couldnt hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here. Oh, couldnt hold on. She couldnt hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest place. Oh, A dissident is here.
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