A memory aint enough to ease the pain from the loss of a brother.
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A sedative aint enough to clear my brain I dont wanna live without you.
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And they say just take the pain until its over But I say this aint no
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game.
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Its more like
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Some kind of torture.
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Its like a mirror hanging over me if I dont Lift my head.
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Im never gonna see its not the way
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You win or lose
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Its how you play.
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And things will never be the same.
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Experience is that what its all about cause I'd much prefer the laughter.
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Its serious but if life comes after death
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Well I guess thats what we're after.
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And they say just take the pain until its over But I say this aint no game
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Its more like some kind of torture.
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Its like a mirror hanging over me.
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If I dont lift my head Im never gonna see.
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Its not the way you win or lose
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Its how you play
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And things will never be the same, no no no.
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I got no idea but I guess Ill have to live
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With all the feelings I have for you.
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And when tomorrow comes I'll probably
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Make mistakes.
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But to new grounds I can venture.
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And I hope I'll be the same when its all over
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And I hope Im not insane just kind of
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Wrapped up in torture.
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Its like a mirror hanging over me
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If I dont open my eyes.
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Ill never see
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Its not the way you win or lose
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Its how you play
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And things will never be the same.
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Well Ive always had the feeling that I was
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Doing this for you.
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And Ive always known youre right beside
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Me too.
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But theres nothing in this whole damn world
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Thats ever
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Been one linger ideal its so bizarre
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At times its so unreal.
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Now you feel so distant like youre
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In another world
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And Ive gotta get my mind out of this sorrow.
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Its like a mirror hanging over me
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Its like a mirror hanging over me
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If I dont open my eyes.
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Ill never see
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Its not the way you win or lose
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Its how you play the game
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And things will never be the same.
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Life And Death
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The Screaming Jets |