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| Long ago, just like the hearse, you're dying to get in again! We are so far from you. | |
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| Burning on, just like a match you strike to incinerate the lives of everyone you knew. | |
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| And what's the worst to take, from every heart you break, and like a blade you stain. Well, I'll be holding on tonight! | |
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