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He was the first of us |
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He did it with a |
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Biblie in one hand |
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After that quiet funeral |
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We were drinking wine on his grave |
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Now I'm here because |
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I want it |
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And I'll be gone someday |
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Courting with my destiny |
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There's always a reason to die |
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People were asking why |
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When he hanged himself next door somehow |
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I don't remember his face |
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He always ran down stairs too fast |
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Oh we cannot change the fate |
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It's the another face of the death |
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There's no one to blame |
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The only thing |
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I please is a peaceful death |
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She called me for the last time |
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And it was a strange goodbye |
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Now we still cannot believe |
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That she really she really passed away |
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Now I'm here 'cause |
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I want it |
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And I'll be gone someday |
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Courting with the my destiny |
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There's always a reason to die |
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Now I'm here 'cause |
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I want it |
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And I'll be gone someday |
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Courting with the my destiny |
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There's always a reason to die |