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No, no hesitation |
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No, no things that I've done wrong |
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You want to know |
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But do you want to know? |
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One, one wrong desire |
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One more bullet in my head |
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I'm breaking, I'm breaking |
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It takes one small compliment |
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That could save this boy and the life we spent |
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But we're writing in his eulogy |
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We didn't know, how can we know? |
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No, no conversation |
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No, no cigarette to start it up again |
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To start it up again |
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No, no room for heroes |
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No, no we're already dead |
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We're breaking and breaking |
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It takes one small compliment |
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That could save this boy and the life we spent |
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But we're writing in his eulogy |
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We didn't know, how can we know? |
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But I believe that I will be remembered |
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And I believe that I will be forgotten by a few |
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But even if this life is never-ending |
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We'd get the forks and get the cake |
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And come on boys let's celebrate |
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It takes one small compliment |
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That could save this boy and the life we spent |
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But we're writing in his eulogy |
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We didn't know |
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How can we know? |
