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This is getting old and so are you |
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Everything you know and never knew |
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Will run through your fingers just like sand |
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- enjoy it while you can - |
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Like a snake between two stones |
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It itches, in your bones |
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Take a deep breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow |
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Raise the cup and let's propose a toast |
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To the thing that hurts you most |
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It's your last cup of sorrow |
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What can you say? |
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Finish it today |
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It's your last cup of sorrow |
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So think of me |
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And get on your way |
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It won't begin until you make it end |
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Until you know the how the where and the when |
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With a new face you might surprise yourself |
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Like a snake between two stones |
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It itches, in your bones |
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Take a deeper breath and swallow, your sorrow, tomorrow |
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Raise the cup and let's propose a toast |
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To the thing that hurts you most |
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Is your last cup of sorrow |
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What can you say? |
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Finish it today |
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It's your last cup of sorrow |
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So think of me |
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And get on your way |
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You might surprise yourself |
