| We’ll turn to Dust in Due Time,
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| We’ll Be Deal Our Fates.
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| We’ll turn to Dust in Due Time,
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| We’ll Be Deal Our Fates.
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| Like Friends Rust and Turn Corrubt.
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| Our Broken Hearts Kept Us Awake They Broke us Down, But We Got Up.
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| With Empty Pockets, We downed these Shots.
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| We Cried As Brothers, And Spoke Like Friends.
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| Deciphered Lies of Religion
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| Now Give me Something New to Tell.
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| It’s sin my child, Her eyes Are Wild.
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| We’ll turn to Dust in Due Time,
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| We’ll Be Deal Our Fates.
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| We’ll turn to Dust in Due Time,
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| We’ll Be Deal Our Fates. |