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Standing on some dotted line |
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Reacting to the hands of time |
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A circumstance that |
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I've been fed |
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Leaving questions in my head |
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Find the space that was left bare |
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An empty space, |
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I'd gladly share |
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One must live while one must die |
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Combined paired up for so many years |
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Unsure if |
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I really want to shed a tear |
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Signing off is always so clearly done |
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A number two is now reduced to one |
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Find the space that was left bare |
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An empty space, |
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I'd gladly share |
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When your clock is up |
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And you rest for good |
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I will cut off my arm piece |
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Just like we agreed, we would |
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One must live while one must die |
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While the other argues that the world ain't fair |
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But then who ever promised anybody equal share |
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You might as well forget what you gambled on' |
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Cause plans never go by the way they're drawn |
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When your clock is up |
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And you rest for good |
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I will cut off my arm piece |
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Just like we agreed, we would |
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One must live while one must die |
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I can't say goodbye, it's all |
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I can doTo get up every morning and when all else fails |
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I try to face myself and everything else |
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But mostly |
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I wonder why |