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Well you can try and force yourself into |
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Someone's heart; make them love you |
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But you still wont hold the key |
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Well you can try and gather all your plans |
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Mark you path upon your map |
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But the best that you can do is just that |
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I'm amazed at the future of my days |
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After all the plans I've laid |
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I couldn't change my fate |
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It stayed; the fear that I retain |
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And no one can explain |
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Just why you came my way |
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Well you can run away and cut your hair |
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Find a stranger with some change to spare |
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But he still won't let you in |
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So you can try and hide behind closed doors |
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But the angel of Death, he knows what he came for |
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And he won't leave |
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And when he sees no blood upon the frame |
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And he wants you to explain |
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Well he'll ask by name |
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So you can try to cleanse the air you breath |
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And clear your throat before you speak |
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But just because you talk doesn't mean he'll believe |
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I'm amazed at the future of my days |
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After all the plans I've laid |
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I couldn't change my fate |
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It stayed; the fear that I retain |
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And no one can explain |
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Just why you came my way |
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And oh, it's the sound of love |
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Washing myself of |
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What I used to believe |
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And so when Fear comes |
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He won't know what |
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To think of me |