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Ai Hua: "As the smoke from your cigarette do"
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Ai Hua: "i will give you gold and mountains if you stay a while with me"
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Ai Hua: "ahhh so mundane and incomplete"
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Ai Hua: "I’ve seen the future, brother. It is murder."
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Ai Hua: "And I smoke till I’m senseless"
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Ai Hua: "I smoke again"
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Ai Hua: "Where's your good fire, baby?...I know that you sold me"
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Ai Hua: "Words won't say the sounds that I can hear"
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Ai Hua: "So much pleasure that it must be sin"
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Ai Hua: "The filters that I use give me an excuse"
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Ai Hua: "I'm all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter"