Larain

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(Laughter)
N.C.
"How are you?"

"I'm good how are you?"


[Verse: CORPSE]
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I miss the sound of your voice and I
 miss the days
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When we would sit and laugh, how 
you'd call my name
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I miss my life back then when you 
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were in it
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I miss the days when I'd call and 
you would give me a minute
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I confirmed my existence by how 
fucking persistent
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The mother fucking fridge is that 
resides in my kitchen
      Gbmaj7
Don't ask me how it is

You know I'd be indifferent
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If a car just crashed and my body 
was in it
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I spend my days all alone in my room
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Watch the ceiling fan turn with some
 thoughts of you
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Put the lo-fi on while I pray for 
the rain
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Every day, another inch of my foot 
in the grave


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