| Don’t hold any sorrow, don’t shed tears
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| I’ll be gone tomorrow, I will be damned
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| No, no, no, there’s nothing to be sad about
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| It’s just a way the weak get out
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| I hope you read this letter
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| This is the morning after
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| All of the pain is dead and gone
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| This is the morning after
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| I hope your feelings numb
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| All my life’s been borrowed, never cared
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| I’ll bare the cross tomorrow, to hell, I swear
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| No, no, no, there’s nothing to be sad about
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| It’s just a way the weak get out
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| I hope you read this letter
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| This is the morning after
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| All of the pain is dead and gone
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| This is the morning after
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| I hope your feelings numb
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| This is the morning after
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| All of the pain is dead and gone
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| This is the morning after
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| I hope your feelings numb
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| No, no, no, there’s nothing to be sad about
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| It’s just a way the weak get out
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| I hope you read this letter
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| This is the morning after
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| All of the pain is dead and gone
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| This is the morning after
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| I hope your feelings numb
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| This is the morning after
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| All of the pain is dead and gone
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| This is the morning after
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| I hope your feelings numb |