Miserable hospital bed.
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Please don't you take my friend.
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We really need him here.
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Don't let this be the end.
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I was hanging on every word you said,
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about how your life was grand and there's beginnings in ends.
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But life is just a little harder down here.
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We are all shooting stars.
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Hope we can meet again.
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I fell apart right there.
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The cold floor it met my head.
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Overwhelmed by the fear of just not having you here.
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And all those monsters you painted.
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They all became real and tore you apart in the end.
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I won't forget one thing, still remember your face.
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I know you are home now.
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B-I-L-L-I-E. We won't forget a thing.
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