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Sep 2018
People always say there is something wrong in my head
I just lay awake wondering in my bed
If they are right or wrong
I guess I might never know
But I will keep on singing my song
Sitting by the fireplace and drinking my Bordeaux
Secrets Are Made To Hide
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