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Aug 2020
I'll turn my music up too high
To try and drown you out
I'll grit my teeth and clench my fists
Until I drown you out

You've overstayed your welcome
You've been here far too long
At some point, it got comfortable
Now, you have to go
Nyaituga
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Nyaituga  Australia
(Australia)   
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