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Forsake, |
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All emotion, |
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I do it violently, |
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Each day, |
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Time's running away, |
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Our fate, |
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Getting closer, |
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I'm climbing up the walls, |
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Betrayed, |
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Clock's ticking away. |
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Demise, |
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Left to nothing, |
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A casket to call my own, |
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Despised, |
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Lonely and afraid, |
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Our time, |
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Inching forward, |
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The hands creep quietly, |
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Tonight, |
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Waiting for the grave. |
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Time waits for no man, |
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It's closing in on all of us, |
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Don't be impatient, |
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Clock's ticking down for everyone, |
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Time waits for no man, |
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It hunts you down and cuts you up, |
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Don't be impatient, |
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Clock's ticking down for everyone. |
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Time waits for no man, |
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Time waits for no man, |
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Time waits for no man, |
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Waits. |
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For. |
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No. |
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Man. |
