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The old man sits there and startes |
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As my heart grows fondly aware |
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The vagrant is me at an elde; age |
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Shed some of my life for me |
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There's so much I just can't wait to see |
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It's not joy my son to live in a cage |
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What news do you bring? |
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Oh my Future of fortune and eternity |
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Rejoice for life is ahead, or is death what you sing? |
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You must detour your route |
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Your coming is not full of loot |
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Loveless, you barely stay alive |
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Diseased, threatened all the time |
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Declared sick in the mind |
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Mortalitys best you shall not survive |
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Halt, don't you speak |
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Oh your message is negative and so depressing |
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An old man who has lost his sense and continues |
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to go on to pretend |
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I am you |
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Oh you may not believe but you must know I'm you |
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I came with these words to tell about the hell I went through |
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Oh there's no reason to live |
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Well they'll take everything you have to give |
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But if you go on your way all I do is pray |
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And long from now you'll remember this day |
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No reason to live |
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Take everything you have to give |
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But if you go on your way all I can do is pray |
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And long from now you'll remember this day when I said |
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I've got no reason, no reason to live |
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No, no, no, no, no |
