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Sit alone and celebrate good times of change |
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Sit alone, anticipate great times of change |
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But they're all washed away with laughter |
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As we wait to perish, turn to ashes |
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Things we've all gone through |
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Sit alone and celebrate good times of change |
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Sit alone, annihilate all words of praise |
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When it all seems to spell disaster |
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Words of wisdom have no meaning in all honesty |
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It's just fiction, your religion, no apology |
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There's no concealing the things that |
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I doThere's no concealing the things that |
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I chooseSit alone and celebrate good times of change |
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Sit alone, anticipate great times of change |
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But they're all washed away with laughter |
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Words of wisdom have no meaning in all honesty |
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Your religions contradiction but you cannot see |
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Words of wisdom add frustration to our agony |
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Constant knowing, always showing endless sympathy |
