| Some people live their lifes like
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| They’d be immortal forever
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| Some people waste their cards like
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| They’d have a second deck at hand
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| But while they start their hassle
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| And put their energy
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| In senseless things the clock ticks on
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| Time flies, 'till you waste away, now
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| This will be your destiny
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| The soul cries, when you fade away, now
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| This will be your destiny
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| You better find your meaning
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| And use your days before you die
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| Why is it that you’re running
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| Just like the hamster in his wheel
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| You spend your days with things that
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| You don’t like, this is what I see
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| And all that wasted moments
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| Fill you with pain and hate
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| So turn around, it’s not too late
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| Time flies, 'till you waste away, now
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| This will be your destiny
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| The soul cries, when you fade away, now
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| This will be your destiny
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| You better find your meaning
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| And use your days before you die |