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I was down for the count |
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Down, never out, I was determined |
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But I couldn't catch a break |
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Always treading in the wake |
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like I was afraid of it |
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So I gave up the fight |
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Let me fall where I might |
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and maybe I'm set to win |
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I quit action, I quit plan |
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I shook that big, invisible hand |
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and welcomed the Fatalist |
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Give yourself into its vision |
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No more struggle, no decisions |
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Beyond your control so give in and let go |
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Enter the Fatalist |
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Oh we try so hard |
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Oh we try, try so hard to get out of this |
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What is behind it? |
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The omniscient it |
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Yes, Fatalist, Fatalist, Fatalist, the Fatalist |
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Give yourself into its vision |
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No more struggle, no decision |
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Beyond your control |
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Welcome the unknown |
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Yes, Fatalist |
