Better Spent
I cried last night
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When you went
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To your delight
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First our bloody fight
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Then anger spent
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I cried all night
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And though you might
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Here my repent
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To smirked delight
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Your fist, your bite
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Are better spent
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Than tears all night
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To my own right
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I am hell bent
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With green delight
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But we unite
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With hot consent
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I cry tonight
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To your delight
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By Niall Mc Dougall
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