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K.D. Lang - three days
Three days that I hate to see arrive
Three days that I hate to be alive
Three days filled with tears and sorrow
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
There are three days I know I will be blue
Three days I’ll dream of you
And it does no good to wish these days to end
`cause the same three days start over again
Three days that I dread to see arrive
Three days that I hate to be alive
Three days filled with tears and sorrow
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
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