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Cardigans
I Figured Out
To be found all alone
He cleaned his room
On his own to be known
So, I figured out
With no doubt
What he was about
In his room
On his own
You say "don't worry"
But did you ever see us
What he does, bothers
You say "don't worry"
But did you ever see us
What he does, bothers
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