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When the life inside, no doubt has died |
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And you've turned your head away |
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You tried to pay, but at the end of the day |
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It's you again, alone |
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Alone, confined the mess in your mind |
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When you can't relate to them |
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You've reaped and sown |
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But little is known by those who aren't alone |
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Why should a man learn not again |
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What he has learned before? |
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He's overcome but must succumb |
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To what he's living for |
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He tried and tried, all those survived |
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He missed, and he's fallen short |
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The little known, his heart of stone |
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Will make him feel alone |