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And after he died, I found this book on Ibiza beside his bed.
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What do you want, Mrs Ryland?
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I want you to say that you're sorry Rob never got to Ibiza...
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..that he never made his 21st,
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or even finished his book.
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Say he didn't need to die in your warehouse,
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that you coated him in so much...
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..so much shit,
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there was none left to stick to you.
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I want you to say that you are sorry for all that.
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And when you have, I'll go away...
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- and get on with my life. - It was an accident.