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Tell me again how you think it should end, and I'll say what you want to say. |
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Every chance that you fake could be a fatal mistake, in every breath that you take, there is life and death. |
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Tell me again, how do you think it should end? |
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Tell me again how you see the end. |
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Bury me in you brain, but nothing can be erased, what if all your mistakes are what make you great? |
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Tell me again, do you think it should end? |
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Tell me again how you see the end. |
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Will our severed heads roll? |
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Will it be silent and slow? |
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Where is the place that we'll go? |
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Will we even know? |
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Tell me again, do you think it should end? |
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Tell me again how you see the end. |
