Is there a reason to be alive?
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It's just another reason to fucking lie
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Where is the answer now? where is the sign?
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Because we cannot take this anymore
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We're going insane
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Out on the edge
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This is the end
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They don't think we remember
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We will never forget
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The lights will fade away
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And stretch the shadows over all those yesterdays
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And live inside the shame
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Just like a mob to flame
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And following the emptiness inside that breaks
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There's nothing left to save
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Now tell us a story that won't make us cry
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Cos I didn't think you could
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Cos that's the story of life
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And how many times must we cry?
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To kill the disease inside
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That just went insane
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After the rain
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That comes inside
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When did we forget you?
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The lights will fade away
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And stretch the shadows over all those yesterdays
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And live inside the shame
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Just like a mob to flame
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And following the emptiness inside that breaks
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There's nothing left to save
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And now the silent will fall (down together)
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The aquisition will stand up (down together)
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The execution I want you to remember
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The animation of our own december
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Of our own december
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The lights will fade away
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And stretch the shadows over all those yesterdays
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And live inside the shame
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Just like a mob to flame
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And following the emptiness inside that breaks
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When there's nothing left to say
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To say
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Nothing left to say
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When there's nothing left to say
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To say
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Nothing left to say
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Oh, there's nothing left to say
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Our Own December
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| 40 Below Summer |
