| So we all are growing old and it’s getting old
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| Pressure on our hollow bones and the varicose
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| Suddenly, we decompose, but we’re not alone
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| So we all are growing old…
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| Maybe we’re sealed in silence
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| And maybe we feel a guidance
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| Maybe your own devices
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| Will keep you afraid and cold, but I…
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| Memorized your smile lines when lips divide
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| Kept alive your childlike reaction time
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| We’re allowed to expire with ourselves in mind
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| So we all are growing old…
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| Put out the fear of silence
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| And put out the need for guidance
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| And put out your own devices
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| And don’t be afraid of the cold, and…
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| We sing, we sing, we sing
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| We fight, we fight, we fight
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| And then we cry, we cry, we cry
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| Then we slide, we slide, we slide into the light
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| Do we sing, we fight, we cry?
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| We slide, we slide, we slide into the light
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| Maybe we’re sealed in silence
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| Maybe we feel a guidance
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| Maybe your own devices
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| Will keep you afraid and cold, well
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| Put out the fear of silence
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| Put out the need for guidance
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| Put out your own devices
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| Don’t be afraid of the cold
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| Afraid of the cold, afraid over time
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| You’ve got nowhere to go but here |