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Some must shot high
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Heaven
Watch over me
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Watch over me
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They are getting near
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Nobody else
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Hey, nobody else
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Hey, some
Shot eyes
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They are getting colder
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Wind
Enveloping the sky
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There is much left for me
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There is nothing
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There is nothing
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Got some problems
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Got some problems
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But hold the star
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Yes, I cut all the stars
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Nobody here
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