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Will I live tomorrow?
Well, I just can't say Will I live tomorrow? Well, I just can't say But I don't know for sure I don't live today No sun comin' through my window Feel like I'm livin' at the bottom of a grave No-ho sun comin' through my window Feel like I'm livin' at the bottom of a grave I wish you'd hurry up and rescue me So I can be on my miserable way Well, I don't Live today Maybe tomorrow, I just can't say I don't Live today It's such a shame to waste your time away like this Existing Well, I don't Live today Maybe tomorrow, I just can't tell you baby I don't Live today It's such a shame to spend the time Away like this
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