| The golden years are gone, the world has lost her grace.
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| Everyone is in rage and seek for better days.
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| We’re living off your broken lives.
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| Dead before you lived.
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| We die.
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| Salvation.
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| We’ll have a good time, when we’re dead.
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| Bad days make us glad.
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| We need no life to remember.
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| Worst times, happy sad, wasted like a wreck.
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| We need no time to remember.
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| The golden days so far, the world has lost her face.
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| Everyone is in hurry, the creepers will be saints.
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| We’re living off your broken lives.
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| Dead before you lived.
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| We die.
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| Temptation.
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| Worst times, happy sad, good times, kill me, dead.
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| Worst times, happy sad, wasted like a wreck.
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| Worst times, happy sad, bad days make us glad.
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| Worst times, happy sad, good times, kill me, dead.
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| We’ll have a good time, when we’re dead.
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| Bad days make us glad.
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| We need no life to remember.
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| Worst times, happy sad, wasted like a wreck.
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| We need no time to remember.
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| We turn the good times into sad, bad ones into worse.
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| We need no life to remember.
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| Worst times, happy sad, wasted like a wreck,
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| 'Cause nothing lasts forever. |