| What would you say, if this was the end?
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| Would you hold it all in, trying to smile
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| Would you stand alone, you against the world
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| While the floor’s caving in
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| While all around’s enflamed
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| Sink into noise
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| Go deaf to the world
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| Would you go have a ball, off dancing with absent friends
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| Would you stand alone, you against the world
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| What would you say, if this was the end?
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| Maybe those words, still ring in your ears?
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| Was that 24 hours, or was it years and years?
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| Gyoza for you
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| A Gyoza for me
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| Two spoons with the soup
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| And we’ll share the rice
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| Don’t you know hope, comes up from despair
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| No you ain’t a fool to cry
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| You can’t keep it all inside
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| So say fuck 'em all
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| And give me a smile
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| You can’t keep on holding on
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| Of course it hurts it’s gone
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| We’ll raise a toast
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| Up to absent friends
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| But it ain’t today
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| And this ain’t the end
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| Kapa maki, yakitori, and a beer
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| Lookout my friend
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| It’s starting again
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| Remember hope, comes up from despair
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| No you ain’t a fool to cry
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| You can’t keep it all inside
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| So say fuck 'em all, and give me a smile
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| You can’t keep on holding on
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| Of course it hurts it’s gone
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| Sometimes we fuck up
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| Sometimes we luck out
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| Sometimes the cavalry, just can’t be arsed
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| Be Diana Prince, and I’ll be James Bond
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| And Q will find a way, to beat the odds
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| We’ll raise a toast
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| Up to absent friends
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| But it ain’t today
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| And this ain’t the end |