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In which Vax'ildan has Complicated Feels, Broods, and subsequently receives advice from the devil and angel on either shoulder.
( Devils on my shoulder / So, so happy / When happiness spells misery / And mister me / Hoping to be... )
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( Angels on my shoulder / Call it a day / When night becomes our bad escape / Forgetting the things you mean to say / When all the right words come too late... )
( Devils on my shoulder / So, so happy / When happiness spells misery / And mister me / Hoping to be... )
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( Angels on my shoulder / Call it a day / When night becomes our bad escape / Forgetting the things you mean to say / When all the right words come too late... )