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Cold outside in the summer day Everybody is inside There is just no comfort outside It's like there was a homicide there's something on my sweatshirt Red all over My head is full of sorrow I'll pretend it's just a motto Im not convinced anything is wrong It's just how it begins and ends It's all planned It's all planned out One day everyone will unite And rewrite life It's cold outside this summer day I wonder why Everyone is outside There's more comfort outside Its like a party or confederacy Everyone gathered around I can't see my sweatshirt
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
sweatshirt
Cold outside in the summer day Everybody is inside There is just no comfort outside It's like there was a homicide there's something on my sweatshirt Red all over My head is full of sorrow I'll pretend it's just a motto Im not convinced anything is wrong It's just how it begins and ends It's all planned It's all planned out One day everyone will unite And rewrite life It's cold outside this summer day I wonder why Everyone is outside There's more comfort outside Its like a party or confederacy Everyone gathered around I can't see my sweatshirt
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
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