Arthur Shea sick again

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I'm not sickly
I'm out of order
cause theyre awake in my room thats colder
when I leave the door open
I won't lay in a coffin
I'm not pretty I'm bed with a fever
Just laying down and wish someone was here
I wish it was clear
I wish my head was clear
I wish my head were clear

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