Follow, follow. Take what you’re given, assume your final role.
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I’m sorry my son, it’s a world we’ll never know.
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What is life? Who’s to say what we are anyway?
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Some get lucky while others decay.
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But don’t worry; someday we’ll be there anyway.
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Yeah, then we’ll be the same. I’ll wait.
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Why do we have the time? I’ll wait and you’ll do the same.
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Who are all of these people? Six billion want the same thing.
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The fortunate ones? We all end up the same.
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What is life? It’s a funny thing that you should ask;
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just a series of moments that pass
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with a pat on the back and a reason to laugh.
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Some things will never change.
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(There’s no) way to find a better world,
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(There’s no) where to go to make it easier,
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(There’s no) changing now, what’s done is done.
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Pain, at least it won’t be very long.
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Who’s to say what we are anyway?
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Some get lucky while others decay.
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But don’t worry; someday we’ll be dust anyways.
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Yeah, then we’ll look the same. I’ll wait.
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Status
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| Chaser |
