| When I was a young grub
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| I’d always imagined that I’d grow up
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| To be somebody great
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| At the time I did not know
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| That I’d be this failure of a leader
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| That I would let you down
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| But if I had defeated
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| My demons and in the first place taken
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| Responsiblity
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| Maybe somewhere in a scratched
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| Game session, we might have had good fortune
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| And claimed that damned reward
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| Sometimes I get the feeling
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| You’re watching over me
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| And sometimes I still feel I should give up
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| But through it all
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| Our rise and fall
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| Your bodies in the Veil
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| Because you’re gone I want you all to know
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| I’ll carry on
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| I’ll carry on
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| And though you’re dead and gone believe me
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| Your memory will carry on
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| Will carry on
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| And in my blood I can’t contain it
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| This memo won’t convey it
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| Dream bubbles send you reeling
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| From decimated dreams
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| I hope somehow you hear me and wake up
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| Go after Jack
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| Never turn back
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| No matter what they say
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| We’ll fight him to the end, until we fall
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| We’ll carry on
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| We’ll carry on
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| And though you’re dead and gone believe me
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| Your memory will carry on
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| Will carry on
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| And if I’m broken and defeated
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| I hope I can continue…
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| On and on I’ll carry through the dreams, no, no, no
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| Disappointing everyone it seems, no, no, no,
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| Don’t look down on me
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| Because I could not save you
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| All
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| Even if
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| You won’t forgive me
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| Not even Jack
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| Will ever take my heart
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| He can try
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| He’ll never break me
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| I’ve got to win
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| I’ve got to make this right
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| Won’t explain
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| Or say I’m sorry
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| Still ashamed
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| But now I shout a loud
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| Battle cry
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| For all the fallen
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| Should have done
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| It this way from the start
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| When I was a young grub
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| I’d always imagined that I’d grow up
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| To be somebody great
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| At the time I envisioned
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| That I’d be this celebrated leader
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| That glory would be ours
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| Just a fool
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| I’m not a leader
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| Just a troll
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| Who played a game called sgrub
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| Just a troll
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| I’m not a leader
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| And I…
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| Don’t…
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| Care anymore!
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| And when we’re dead and gone believe me
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| Our memory will carry on
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| Will carry on
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| And when Jack’s finally defeated
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| They’ll tell our story cause we’ve won
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| Won’t explain
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| Or say I’m sorry
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| Not ashamed
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| So now we shout a loud
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| Battle cry
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| For all our allies
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| Now we’ve found
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| Ourselves a brand new start
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| If I’m a fool
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| If I’m a leader
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| I’m still a troll
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| Who played a game called sgrub
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| Just a troll
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| And I’m the leader |