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Paramedics brave and strong |
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Up before the break of dawn |
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Putting poker faces on |
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Broken bodies all day long |
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The neighbors heard a fight |
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Someone had a knife |
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It must have have been the wife |
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Husband's lost a lot of blood |
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He wakes up screaming "Oh my God, am I gonna die? Am I gonna die?" |
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As they strapped his arms down to his sides |
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At times like these they'd been taught to lie "Buddy just calm down, you'll be alright" |
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Several friends came to his grave |
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His children were so well-behaved |
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As the priest got up to speak |
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The assembly craved relief |
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But he himself had given up |
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So instead he offered them this bitter cup "You're gonna die, we're all gonna die Could be twenty years, could be tonight Lately I have been wondering why We go to so much trouble to postpone the unavoidable And prolong the pain of being alive" |
