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With life's four-way stop |
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The change in your shadow drops |
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Fate pulls you down for the count |
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With broken promises to amount |
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Time seal our ways to the heart of our hiding placce |
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When all our life lines are crossed |
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Some scars can never heal from what we lost |
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To fail the test and the power destroy |
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To light the way where you have gone |
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For all your funerals to come |
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A requiem in death of some |
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And it seems to be that consistency is not what lingers ahead |
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But a virtue of the dead |
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One of these days |
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Hours pass the night's stage |
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When your spirit won't turn on you |
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The world shuts down with no reply to undo you |
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Breathing, lifeless, not afraid to die |
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Breathing, lifeless, you're afraid not to live |
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Breathing, lifeless, not afraid to die |
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Breathing, lifeless, you're afraid not to live |
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To fail the test and the power destroy |
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To light the way where you have gone |
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For all your funerals to come |
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A requiem in death of some |
