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Take a last look around |
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Take the fall that is due |
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Hey, take your time, and I'll take mine |
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It's the last thing that is left for us to do |
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You have tried to define moments |
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And all the things that it is not |
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Your time became some old man's cane |
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While he dances to a song that he forgot |
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Oh you can't throw something out there without watching it fall |
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Only thing that's scarier than dying is not dying at all |
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So when I have lost all my control |
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God will rest my soul |
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I guess your mind can leave your heart |
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I guess thats what you're doing now |
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But it doesn't make us friends, or better men |
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It is not something that love would allow |
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Oh you can't throw something out there without watching it fall |
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Only thing that's scarier than dying is not dying at all |
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So when I have lost all my control |
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God will rest my soul |
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And just like how I'll drink myself through my seventh relapse |
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Like a captain of his sinking ship clutches to his maps |
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What the figure on the cross thinks with his one final gasp |
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This too shall pass |
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Oh you can't throw something out there without watching it fall |
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Only thing that's scarier than dying is not dying at all |
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So when I have lost all my control |
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God will rest my soul |