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DEmid I Dhear someone tell a lEmie'
DEmid I Dhear someone's distant cEmry'
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G A I'm sick of love G bAut I'm in the thiEmck of it
G A This kind of love G IA'm so sick of itEm
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IEm see DI see silhouettes in the wEmindow
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G IA'm sick of love; G I Ahear the cloEmck tick
G TAhis kind of love; G I'Am lovEme sick
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SEmometimes DI wanna take to the road and pEmlunder
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G IA'm sick of love; G I'Am trying to forgetEm you
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