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A#mLet's call a G#cab, 'cause I D#mswear you'll C#see the deC#7ath of me we're C#floating yellow ghostA#ms without thoughts and no remorseA# D#m in the room under the stairsG# in this wC#aterlogged lF#and where D#mI'm C#the BonA#ly BoneA# onB haC#nd
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