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And now it's just sad that whatever we had, ain't worth saving ... |
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky |
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Only you can turn the page And close the curtain on this empty stage |
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![]() "Per Ferrum, Ad Astra" - Dr Mel Siff |
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I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky |
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You write your truth and I'll write mine. |
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the dude abides
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