| The Scary Tale on this day Leads us on
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| What can I say? |
| How naïve, this cliché
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| The pulse goes on
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| The end we anticipate
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| Some story ends and hurray
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| Summer begins, what can I say
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| Call it nature, Call it Fate
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| How we love to exaggerate
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| Think of one of your on own reasons why
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| We are bound, yet alone, just passing by
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| All we have to give
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| All we have
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| All we have to forgive
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| Swaying to this song
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| Tonight
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| Think of one of your own recent tries
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| We are bound to forget in no time
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| Think of one of yours gone, for some time
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| We are to bound to return
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| Look into my eyes
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| All we have to give
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| All we have to forgive All we have to give
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| All we have
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| All we have to forgive
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| All we have, we have |