Ducks and drakes, on your own,
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Like the first ones you had done.
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My mistake, should have known,
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It’s a shame you passed on frowning.
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When bells ring out for those who die,
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I try to say one last goodbye.
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The bullet’s digging deeper in my side.
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Ducks and drakes, burn out slow.
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In my dreams you always grin.
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For your sake, a redstone.
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You had it tough from the beginning.
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When bells ring out for those who die,
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I try to say one last goodbye.
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The white ties on your weight to rest,
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But I’m not sure I did my best.
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The bullet’s digging deeper in my side, yeah.
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Blue sights and movement it’s for you, my friend, a bitter end.
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This sorrow, it can’t be denied, no.
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Now all that’s left for me is to comprehend, and try to mend.
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The fun will always be in my side.
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When bells ring out for those who die,
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I try to say one last goodbye.
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The white ties on your weight to rest,
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But I’m not sure I did my best.
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When bells ring out for those who die,
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I try to say one last goodbye.
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The white ties on your weight to rest,
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But I’m not sure I did my best.
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When bells ring out (When bells ring out),
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When bells ring out for you.
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One last goodbye (One last goodbye),
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One last goodbye for you.
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Ducks & Drakes
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| Millencolin |
