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We could be perfect one last
And die like lovers when we fight
And we can this affair
If you would shed your yellow my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of gravity
This riddle of revenge, please understand, it has to be way

Stand up fucking tall, don't let see your back
Take my fucking hand and never be again

We've got once chance to put this at an end
And cross the patron saint of fights
You said, "We're not
We strike and fade, die by threes"
make you understand
And you can trade me for an

up fucking tall, don't let them see your back
Take my fucking

"Never trust", you
Who put the words in head?
Just how wrong we were to
immortality meant never dying

Take my fucking
Take my

up fucking tall, don't let them see your back
Take my hand, and never be afraid again

Just because my hands around your