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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
Don't wanna know why you like me I don't care
Don't wanna know why I walk by and you stare Don't wanna know why just to wanna know why Don't wanna know why just to wanna know why When I... breathe in, breathe out. Carry on, carry out. Try to... drive through your life Breathe in, breathe out. Carry on, carry out. Try to... never say goodbye Don't wanna know how you're feeling I don't care Don't wanna know when you'll meet me I'm not there Don't wanna know why just to wanna know why Don't wanna know why just to wanna know why When I... breathe in, breathe out. Carry on, carry out. Try to... drive through your life Breathe in, breathe out. Carry on, carry out. Try to... never say goodbye I wish I knew How to tell you How to tell me why |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
The banks of the river run through my hometown
'BOARDED ON THE dirt roads, and I scraped my knees Well they paved the roads eventually With neon signs and car dealerships and diners The soldiers fill the hotels on the weekends I saw the pretty women as I walked through town Well, I moved away soon as I turned sixteen Figured I was old enough to go and work a job Well I floated down main street, pools of car lights WOE BECAME me, wishing I was still back home The soldiers fill the hotels on the weekends I saw the pretty women as I walked through town Well, Jacksonville's a city with a hopeless streetlight Seems like you're lucky if it ever change from red to green I was born in an abundance of inherited sadness And .50 cent picture frames bought at a five and dime I ended up a soldier on the weekend Looking for a vacancy I was NEVER to find Somewhere the night sky hangs like a blanket Shoot it with my cap gun just to make it Seem like stars |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
I get so tired of missing you
I get so tired of wanting to Compare the things that are easy to do Like the reasons you lie to me The reasons I lie to you And I wish it was some kinda explosive device That only you could diffuse Reasons you lie to me Reasons I lie to you Wanna live in a beautiful house Somewhere up in the hills With some people making fun of us You refer to us as your two kids Then it wouldn't be somebody else That you'd grow accustomed to Reasons to lie to me Is a reason to lie to you I get so tired of missing you I get so tired of wanting to Compare the things that are easy to do Like the reasons you lie to me Reasons I lie to you |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
Seen a lot of things we didn't want to see
But I'm glad we did I know a lot of times we fell out of line, But we fell back in I think we lost the keys to the kingdom, Before we'd seen them Don't be sad Don't be sad It took a lot time for us to find the words we'd mean We spent a lot time before our dimes run out, nickel please I think we lost the keys to the kingdom, Before we'd seen them Don't be sad Don't be sad Don't be sad Don't be sad 'Cause we won't have to live this way forever It's hard to compromise the things we have Don't be sad Don't be sad Talk to one to have faith Money can not erase I think we lost the keys to the kingdom, Before we'd seen them Don't be sad Don't be sad Don't be sad Talk to one to have faith Money can not erase |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
Hangin' in the underground
Before a train back out of town Away from you All the lights that disappear In the tunnels way down here It's quite a view Sometimes I wish I were deaf Then I wouldn't hear the words you say Under your breath Under your breath Locked away in your room On the phone with someone who She thinks out loud Thought she found the right to leave Think of the things you used to need And I'd run out Sometimes I wish I were deaf But I hear the words you say Under your breath Under your breath Anything that you put on me All the things your head needs, you believe Read my mind 'Cause I can't say anything The sick heart potion Two parts pain One part true again Sometimes I wish I were deaf But I hear the words you say Under your breath Under your breath |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
Mirror, mirror
Up on the wall in the back of the room As I walk down the hall in the house where I stayed Tell me something about what I saw in the face of a man Who once felt it all but feels nothing today Knock knock Who's there I don't know, I can't say Ask me tomorrow I'll tell you the same Ooh, I'm telling you now I'm telling you now Ooh, I'm telling you now I'm telling you now Trouble trouble Down in my hood where it's well understood They love when you're bad And they hate when you're good Tell me something about who we are at the end of our days When our souls become one but our lives separate Knock knock Who's there I don't know I can't say Ask me tomorrow I'll tell you the same Ooh, I'm telling you now I'm telling you now (It's bound to make you smile) Ooh, I'm telling you now I'm telling you now (It's bound to make you smile) It's bound to make you smile |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
I go walkin' under a paper moon
All the birds are singing Singing you a pretty tune All the constellations and all the stars above They all start to whistling They start singing along The world is not a monster And I'm not scared at all Floatin' through your heavens The world is in my arms Oh rainy day Don't follow me Cause I'm her baby doll She's my cup of tea I go walkin' under a paper moon And my eyes are made of crystals Plastic flowers bloom All the leaves are changing And the skies are blue All these seasons of distraction Can't take the smile God's given you The world is but a monster And I'm not scared at all I'm floatin' through the heavens The world is in my arms Oh rainy day Don't follow me Cause I'm her baby doll She's my cup of tea Love takes care of love Hate just burns you out |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
I sleep a sleep
Of wounded sheep That jump the fence But are too weak It's what the devil wanted It's what the devil wanted from me Put your lover to your chest Put all your fears to rest Forever, baby Ah, ah Forever, baby All my time is wasteful now All my time is wasteful now All my time is wasteful now Ah, ah, ah, baby My idle hands They are but tools Apply them well And you will loose It's what the devil wanted What the devil wanted from me Put your lover to your chest Put all your fears to rest Forever, baby Ah, ah Forever, baby All my time is wasteful now All my time is wasteful now All my time is wasteful now Ah, ah, ah, baby |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
Trust is a weird thing
Make you crazy Make you jealous Make you wish you hadn't said a thing And I guess I have been mean But I'm only second guessing you Cause you won't even let me through And I want to be happy And I only want you If you think that I'm crazy I'm just crazy 'bout you Crazy 'bout you And love is a wonderful thing Make you wanna Make you need to Make you wish you hadn't said a thing Baby I, I have been mean But I'm only second guessing you Cause you won't even let me through And I want to be happy And I only want you If you think that I'm crazy I'm just crazy 'bout you Crazy 'bout you Baby I want you Honey I need you I know you want to I can feel you And I want to be happy And I only want you If you think that I'm crazy I'm just crazy 'bout you Crazy 'bout you |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
On back down in my hometown
Everybody's feelin' it bad No new breaks, whatever it takes Not to have to sway it on a classified ad Hey there Ma and Pa here I am Money's running out all the same I just close my eyes and bring it on home again Up real late in New York state Talkin' to my baby at night She keeps me warm and protects me from harm Love just keeps on rollin' when the money gets tight Hey there Ma and Pa where I am Money's running out all the same I just close my eyes and bring it on home again Oh Mrs. Memory just take me on down Back to the shanties and the cars by the lake Oh Mrs. Memory just take me on back Back to my baby and make it okay Yeah just make it okay On back down in my hometown Everybody's feelin' the same Good money spent on keepin' the rent Sent in to the man under a week late Hey there Ma and Pa were I am Money's running out all the same I just close my eyes and bring it on home again I just close my eyes and bring it on home again |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
Put the houses in a row
On the streets we used to know And all the things out in the yard That can hang there to and fro And if the money isn't right Can I be yours tonight? I've an easy heart From the windows of your house Reflects back on yourself Then it gets you wondering' If it means anything And if the money isn't right Can I be yours tonight? I've had a pretty hard life I've had a pretty hard life For such an easy heart You move away when you're young They take away where you're from And all the things out in the trees Fall away in to the breeze And if the money isn't right Can I be yours tonight? I've had a pretty hard life I've had a pretty hard life For such an easy heart |
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from Whiskeytown - Pneumonia (2001)
The bar lights and the liquor
And the way all the bottles they shine Well I got five more dollars, drink another You'll feel fine You'll feel fine You'll feel fine The bar lights and the women The empty pool hall and you and I Well I got five more dollars, drink another You'll feel fine You'll feel fine You'll feel fine Write your name down on a matchbook sleeve Call me up on Sunday for a drink Call me up on Sunday tell me anything The bar lights and the liquor The way all the bottles they shine Well I've got five more dollars that wont make you mine That won't make you mine That won't make you mine |
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from Lost And Found (2003)
안녕하세요? 멜론 입니다. 멜론에서는 회원 여러분들의 가사등록 참여를 기다리고 있습니다. 참여방법은 우측 상단의 가사입력 버튼을 누르신 뒤 입력해 주시면 됩니다. 입력해 주신 가사는 멜론 서비스 관리자의 확인을 통해 멜론 서비스에 제공되며, 입력하신 분의 아이디도 함께 등록됩니다. 감사합니다. - 허위 가사나 광고성 게시물을 등록하였을 경우, 멜론서비스에 적용되지 않으며, 게시자에게 사전 또는 사후 통보 없이 삭제할 수 있습니다. |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
I'll ride with you tonight
I'll ride forever There's no way to predict this kind of weather Ashes fall to earth Words are severed Feathers turn to weighted iron pillars Midway Park Streetlights shine on a road that is dark Down on the graves Where we'll lie We'll lie We'll lie I'll think of you tonight I'll think forever There's no way to predict this kind of weather Ashes fall to earth Words are severed Feathers turn to broken beads and pillars Midway Park Streetlights shine on a road that is dark Down on the graves We'll lie Where we'll lie We'll lie Don't tell the truth We'll lie Just lie... |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Well he was nearly died
When he returned to the town where he'd come from He's brown-bagging it tonight behind some tavern Somebody wrecked his life And I'll bet you it was his darling Somebody wrecked his life And I'll bet you it was his darling So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in the gutter on his feet and his hands Same hands that once touched her face Well he was nearly died When he returned to the town he'd come from He's hanging out drinking beer with his brother-in-law He was a drinker at night And in the morning he was unnerving He was a drinker for a time The day that he lost his darling So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in the gutter on his feet and his hands Same hands that once touched her face So he drank like a river when the wedding bells rang Watched from the steeple as the choir girls sang Died in the gutter on his feet and his hands Same hands that once touched her face |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Can you hear that lonesome moanin'
Is that you or is that me? My broken heart ain't aching for nothing That I can't touch or I can't see And do you hear that lonesome cryin' Thought I made it stop it's singin' But my hands lay there on the bottle And I just drank until my heart would be too drunk to dream So baby, you can leave if you wanna There ain't no drinkin' when the bottle is dry Sugar, you can leave if you wanna I got no more tears to cry Do you hear that lonesome shuffle Of my feet walking out of the bar And I stumble down the same damn streets My daddy done stumbled before So baby, you can leave if you wanna All the flowers in your garden have died Baby, I'm gonna have to warn you I ain't got no more tears to cry Well sugar, you can leave if you want to There ain't no drinkin' when the bottle is dry Baby, I'm gonna have to warn you I ain't got no more tears to cry |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Red ribbons hanging up
Tennessee Square Old people laughing and singing And dancing down there I'd like to join them I got no money to spare So I sit here and watch from the porch Drinking whiskey in granddaddy's chair Ferris wheel lights look like pictures I'd seen in a book somewhere Vacant parking lots across the street Remind me I'm going nowhere I'd like to join them I got no money to spare So I sit here and watch from the porch Drinking whiskey in granddaddy's chair It's difficult to go on Knowing you're out there somwhere Vacant parking lots across the street Remind me I'm going nowhere |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
To, one, two, three, four
What may seem like love may soon fall apart You don't practice what you preach You don't finish what you start Your lies have got me tryin' to mend a broken heart Please don't speak to me again You keep tellin' me you're sorry Well, I just don't give a damn You keep tellin' me you're sorry Well, I'm never gonna listen to a single word you're sayin' What may seem like love may soon fall apart The student shouldn't speak and interrupt his teacher's thought There's a lesson to be learned about bein' true to heart Please don't speak to me again You keep tellin' me you're sorry Well, I just don't give a damn You keep tellin' me you're sorry Well, I'm never gonna listen to a single word you're sayin' What may seem like love may soon fall apart You don't practice what you preach You don't finish what you start Your lies have got me tryin', mend a broken heart Please don't speak to me again You keep tellin' me you're sorry Well, I just don't give a damn You keep tellin' me you're sorry Well, I'm never gonna listen to a single word you're sayin' I'm never gonna listen to a single word that you've been sayin' |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
If angels are messengers from God
Please send one down to me If angels are messengers from God I wrote a letter he should read Been living on Faithless Street All by myself Work your whole life for someone else Trying to find sanction Christ above man He never shed his peace on this land So I started this damn country band Been living on Faithless Street All by myself Work your whole life for someone else Trying to find sanction Christ above man He never shed his peace on this land So I started this damn country band Cause punk rock was too hard to sing |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Said you came from a mining town
They closed the mining down Said your daddy was a drinker He had a picture of Jesus on his sinker Maybe I Maybe I'm coming for you tonight This town's only five miles wide Look everywhere there's a road sign On tops and places to hide And cops sit around hungry Waitin' to dine Maybe I Maybe I'm coming for you tonight Maybe I Maybe I'm coming for you tonight Said you came from a mining town They closed the mining down Said your momma was a drinker She had a picture of Jesus on her sink and Maybe I Maybe I'm coming for you tonight Maybe I Maybe I'm coming for you tonight Maybe I Baby, I'm coming for you tonight |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Hang a picture up on your wall
Tighten all the nails so it don't fall In this picture, could have been a picture of my face Something painful, went and took it's place If he can't have you, guess that no one else will Watch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown If he can't have you, guess that no one else will Watch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown Drink your coffee in the morning, And at night, go and drink your beer All along you don't feel so welcome here And I walk by, and you steer clear You always said, it'd come passionate here Don't like what you see, you don't like what you hear If he can't have you, guess that no one else will Watch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown If he can't have you, guess that no one else will Watch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Throwing rocks at a window
Stumble into a telephone pole While the light shines down on your person Filtering through all your aversions Love will not find you tonight When you're preaching love, thinking love, holding back What were you thinking When black arrows Shot at your bleeding heart? Looking into the mirror Don't like what I see ain't looking like me I want to be near her There's no way in hell and there's no time to tell Love will not find you tonight When you're preaching love, thinking love, holding back What were you thinking When black arrows Shot at your bleeding heart? |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Well I'm saving this dress for my wedding day
Momma wouldn't have it any other way She says when she married Her waist was twenty three I guess I'll never wear it anyway I don't believe I care to marry Though I cannot explain exactly why It somehow seems to me Matrimony is misery Simply a faster way to die I'm saving all my money for my wedding day You know my momma wouldn't have it any other way She says when she married She didn't have a dime But I guess I'll spend that money some other way Because I don't believe I care to marry Although I cannot explain exactly why It somehow seems to me That matrimony is misery Simply a faster way to die Well I'm saving my best thing for my wedding day Because my poppa wouldn't have it any other way He says if I lose it early I'll have thrown my life away But I swear I'll use my cherry my own way I don't believe I care to marry Though I cannot explain exactly why It somehow seems to me Matrimony is misery Simply a faster way to die |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Well excuse me if I break my own heart
It's mine from the finish I guess It was mine from the start This situation just don't seem so goddamn smart This situation is tearing me apart So you'll have to excuse me I break my own heart Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight Some things are born too strong Have to learn how to fight This situation keeps me drinking every goddamn midnight This situation don't seem so right So excuse me if I break my own heart tonight Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight After all it was mine After all it was mine After all it was mine Can I have it back sometime? So if the rain falls down on your Mississippi town Let your eyes drift easy into mine If the rain falls down on your Mississippi town Let your eyes drift into mine You're on the road but your diary entry reads blank(it reads blank) Is this some sort of joke to you? Is this some sort of joke to you? Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight After all it was mine After all it was mine After all it was mine Can I have it back sometime? |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
I try not to drink,
'cause if I sit and think I'll go crazy Desperate ain't lonely Though I've been high Pockets are empty In the daytime I'm lonesome in the nightime I'm sad The letter I wrote, Took words from my throat I was saying Lay on the roadside I guess the mailman was drunk The message was urgent How lazy a state where you don't live no-one So I try not to drink, 'cause if I sit and think I'll go crazy Desperate ain't lonely Though I've been high Pockets are empty In the daytime I'm lonesome in the nightime I'm sad |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Well, I was thinking that I shoulda
But I didn't ever leave you but baby, I'm leavin' tonight And theres a trucker drinking coffee in the station Who can give me a ride Well, I was thinking about a heading down to Mobile, Alabama and that was just last Saturday night Well, I can leave you if I wanna, little baby And I'm gonna tonight 'Cause I got a bucket full of tears and a hard luck story Theres a bad moon rising behind And I swore it to your daddy that I loved you But I changed my mind Well, I'm a fast talking, hell raising, son of a bitch And I'm a sinner and I know how to fight And I can leave you if I wanna, little baby And I'm gonna tonight 'Cause I got a bucket full of tears and a hard luck story And there's a bad moon rising behind And I swore it to your daddy that I loved you But I changed my mind Well, I'm a fast talking, hell raising, son of a bitch And I'm a sinner and I know how to fight 'Cause I can leave you if I wanna, little baby And I'm gonna tonight Well, I was sitting, I was drinking on a barstool Thinking how true love becomes a lie And I never should have left you but I had to And I betcha there's a man there with you tonight And I swore it to your daddy That I missed you, but I didn't If I came back it wouldn't be right 'Cause I can leave you if I wanna, little baby And I'm gonna tonight |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Well I tried to find something
Something to hold on to I thought it was you 'Cause I'm sick and tired Of trying to make something Something out of nothing I guess that you were bluffing Now I think I'm losing my mind The pain in my heart Was it worth the price The pain in my heart Was it worth the time that I wasted on you You're giving me the Top Dollar blues And I gave you it all, all All that I could give you You've taken what I've given And thrown it all away Like it's nothing Never meant nothing Now I'm left with nothing What an awful price I've paid The pain in my heart Was it worth the price The pain in my heart Was it worth the time that I wasted on you You're giving me the Top Dollar blues I've bet all my money and that's how it goes You ran a good race But you lost just by a nose It's true Baby you're giving me the Top Dollar blues The Top Dollar blues I gave you it all, all All that I could give you And the Top Dollar blues Top Dollar blues |
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from Whiskeytown - Faithless Street (1999)
Whatever happened to you?
You've changed. And I'm still wrong (? ? ? ? ? ) I know you wanted to stay so long And I'm still alone (? ? ? ) There were no secrets There were no stories There was no one around There were no reasons There was no questions There is no point now Whatever happened to you? You've changed. And I'm still (? ? ? ? ? ) I know you wanted to stay so long (? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ) So tell me your secret Did you want to see me pull my guns (? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ) So tell me your secret There were no stories Nobody won I'll give you a reason And I'll wage a war (? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ) With a punch from your face (? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ) I'll stand my guard I'll give you a reason You might see it You might hate it You might never know your name (? ? ? ? ? ? ) So tell me a secret Tell me one more lie |
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from Small World [tribute] (2006)
You feel sad 'cause I got mad
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry Things I said made things seem bad But don't worry 'Cause it's gonna be alright now It'll be okay You know I just don't think Before I speak I've been looking for to find Something to believe in my mind And I thought it was you All this time since you've been mine I've been angry, so angry Made it known I could make it alone But I'm changing And I'm gonna be alright now Be okay You know I just woke up And I see the way Don't give up on me so fast I see it's me that's wrong at last Give me another chance It's so hard just to stay alive each day I really can't go on this way, oh no, oh no Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Don't give up on me so fast I see it's the end, it's wrong at last Give me another chance |
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from Whiskeytown - Strangers Almanac (1999)
Well excuse me if I break my own heart
It's mine from the finish I guess It was mine from the start This situation just don't seem so goddamn smart This situation is tearing me apart So you'll have to excuse me I break my own heart Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight Some things are born too strong Have to learn how to fight This situation keeps me drinking every goddamn midnight This situation don't seem so right So excuse me if I break my own heart tonight Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight After all it was mine After all it was mine After all it was mine Can I have it back sometime? So if the rain falls down on your Mississippi town Let your eyes drift easy into mine If the rain falls down on your Mississippi town Let your eyes drift into mine You're on the road but your diary entry reads blank(it reads blank) Is this some sort of joke to you? Is this some sort of joke to you? Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight After all it was mine After all it was mine After all it was mine Can I have it back sometime? |
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