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Listen !

You can hear
That you really hardly

breathing at all

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Once were gentle hearth fires
Burnin

In the Cabins in the Hills

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Where ya been -- boy?

Whatchya doin -- girl ?

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Can't sense a thing bout what
Yer dreamin

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Don't seem like ya even know each other well

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Don't ya know about what yer both needin ?

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The Cabins are empty

The Hills are bein stole

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Grab what ya can

Let's get outta here !

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Pretty soon
Is

Much too late