| Underneath the saw
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| You don’t have to make love so hard
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| This used to be a sacred place for us
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| You could lose them
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| Oh but I’d never know that I threw it all away
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| I’ve had enough cocaine
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| Here at the fire field
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| But at The Lakewood Mausoleum
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| You can know them
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| So what’s the point in all this?
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| There isn’t point in us living again
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| How lucky I was to have had something
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| That made saying goodbye so quick
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| I don’t know why you think hell is so far
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| She used to whisper ancient things to us
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| I couldn’t control myself, she knew I was afraid
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| She asked me «do you know them?»
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| I’d like to know it all
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| I guess I’ll see you when I see you all down there
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| If you look closely you can see them all
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| Do you think that you deserve it?
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| Down at The Lakewood Mausoleum… |