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Will the earth sink into the abyss of nothingness |
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With naught but thick blackness |
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And have I followed the will of my own |
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No, I don't think I'm any better than you |
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If the circle gets all straightened up |
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Then comes the age of northern winds |
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No one is crowned, Let this word be weighed |
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I've washed my hands to hold you close |
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Well, I'm dead serious tonight and I'll have it now |
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Set out to sing, Baby, To sing the verses of fall |
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When there are no more words left |
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That's the right thing to do, Right on yeah |
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Well, I'm dead serious tonight and I'll have it now |
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Set out to sing, Baby, To sing the verses of fall |
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When there are no more words left |
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That's the right thing to do |
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It's not a question of who's the meanest mother****er on earth |
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It's not a question of who gives or who doesn't give a **** |
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"Maahan miehet, Maahan miekat, Maahan..." |
