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I found my place in bed Three feet beneath your head I wanted to stay home And I couldn't think of nothing new
I moved like syrup (slow) I moved I didn't know I'd took off from my faith And I couldn't think of nothing new
Boo hoo Boo hoo Boo hoo
Waiting Waiting I'd been called down Waiting Waiting Would I rebound Waiting Waiting
I found my place in bed Three feet beneath your head I wanted to stay home And I couldn't think of nothing new Boo hoo Boo hoo Boo hoo
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