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I remember that winter all to well. |
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We controlled our destiny, but in a moment |
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HELL RAINED DOWN ON OUR PARADE |
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AND MA WAS THE LAST ONE TO THE GRAVE |
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Planned our future never thinkin' anything could go wrong. |
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But the World stop spinning today. |
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Legends are made in shallow graves |
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Raised to meet disaster's embrace |
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Justice has it's place for Ma, the boys and me |
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The prime example of a dying breed. |
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Our mother never meant this place. |
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Raised to make the papers someday. |
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Life here was cold and hard |
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PLANNED OUR FUTURE NEVER SEEING |
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ALL THE HELL THAT WAS TO COME |
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I wouldn't want to be remembered any other way. |
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Legends are made in shallow graves |
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Raised to meet disaster's embrace |
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Justice has it's place for Ma, the boys and me |
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The prime example of a dying breed. |
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No time for goodbyes, it happened so fast. |
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Be assured we'll carry on.... |
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Legends are made in shallow graves |
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Raised to meet disaster's embrace |
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Justice has it's place for Ma, the boys and me |
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The prime example of a dying breed. |
