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Well our souls are all mistaken in the same misguided way
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We all end up forsaken, we're just choosing our own way
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The future now incinerates before our very eyes
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And leaves us with emptiness of no more tries
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Well our visions of glory have spiraled down the drain
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The best of our intentions comes crashing down in flames
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The depths of our despair we are unable to contain
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it's shallow living
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**
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The noose is falling
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And all my firends are crawling
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The noose is falling
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And enemies are rising
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A truth appalling
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Our mak'r comes a-calling
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And enemies are rising
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Well the tracers from yesteryear are burning in the dust
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Your bruises are reminders of naivete and trust
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You're only feeling stronger
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'cause your body's getting numb
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Now i lay you down
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Put the coinsin your eyes
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And blow the candles out
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**
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No More!
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No More!
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Nothing!
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No More!
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No More!
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Ever!
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No!
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More!
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**
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The Noose
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the Offspring |