We don't mellow with age
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But our priorities change
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Life is so brief a play
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And years pass by in what seems like days
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We battle against the currents
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That would sweep us away
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All grim reminders
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Of our frail mortality
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You'll wonder why, you didn't act sooner
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When you had the chance
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Your actions all laced
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With the bitter poison of defeat
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This onslaught of truth
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Will engulf your conceit
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Slow self-destruction
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At your own idle hands
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Staring down at your palms
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Smeared with your own blood stains
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Nothing changes nothing
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Nothing you give and nothing you get
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Nothing changes nothing
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You'll never know unless you try
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Just because I've not yet succeeded
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Doesn't mean I do not care
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Nothing Changes Nothing
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Stampin' Ground |