Fade in, start the scene
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Enter beautiful girl
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But things are not what they seem
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As we stand at the edge of the world
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"Excuse me, sir,
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But I have plans to die tonight
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Oh, and you are directly in my way
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And I bet you're gonna say it's not right"
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My reply:
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"Excuse me, miss
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But do you have the slightest clue
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Of exactly what you just said to me
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And exactly who you're talking to?"
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She said, "I don't care, you don't even know me"
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I said, "I know but I'd like to change that soon, hopefully"
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Yeah, we all flirt with the tiniest notion
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Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
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You see the trick is that you're never supposed to act on it
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No matter how unbearable this misery gets
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"You make it sound so easy to be alive
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But tell me, how am I supposed to seize this day
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When everything inside me has died?"
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My reply:
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"Trust me, girl
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I know your legs are pleading to leap
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But I offer you this easy choice-
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Instead of dying, living with me"
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She said, "Are you crazy? You don't even know me."
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I said, "I know, but I'd like to change that soon hopefully"
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Yeah, we all flirt with the tiniest notion
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Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
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You see the trick is that you're never supposed to act on it
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No matter how unbearable this misery gets
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I would be lying if I said that things would never get rough
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And all this cliche motivation, it could never be enough
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I could stand here all night trying to convince you
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But what good would that do?
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My offer stands, and you must choose
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"All right, you win, but I only give you one night
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To prove yourself to be better than my attempt at flight
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I swear to god if you hurt me I will leap
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I will toss myself from these very cliffs
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And you'll never see it coming"
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"Settle, precious, I know what you're going through
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Just ten minutes before you got here I was gonna jump too"
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Yeah we all flirt with the tiniest notion
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Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
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You see the trick is that you're never supposed act on it
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No matter how unbearable this misery gets
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Self-Conclusion
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