Better Oblivion Community Center - Chesapeake

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^AOh sweet child of ^Dmine You're always ^Asorry for everything, never apologi^Dze ^AOh sweet child of ^Dmine Now you ^Astand on the corner and hope you get recognized^Dmaj7

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