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Bye Bye
You promised me good days
But all are like Sunday
For my words to come out right
My evil needs your inside
To pierce me real through your eyes
Roll eyes
You promised me good days
But all are like Sunday
You rock me around all the time
Now I'm worth my sunshine
Great miracle from God's eyes
Roll eyes
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Roll eyes
Great miracle from God's eyes
Now I'm worth my sunshine
You rock me around all the time
But all are like Sunday
You promised me good days
Roll eyes
To pierce me real through your eyes
My evil needs your inside
For my words to come out right
But all are like Sunday
You promised me good days
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| BBye BBye |
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| gBye gBye |
| Bgye Bgye |
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| hye hye |
| hBye hBye |
| Bhye Bhye |
| Byye Byye |
| Be Be |
| Bey Bey |
| Bge Bge |
| Byge Byge |
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| B6ye B6ye |
| By6e By6e |
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| Buye Buye |
| Byue Byue |
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