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Such an awful, tragic night |
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Though I've only done what's right |
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But even with my conscience clear |
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I can't help this flood of tears |
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I've got my eye on the finish line |
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Got my eye on the finish line |
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Got my eye on the finish line |
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Though I've been striving for their good |
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I will be misunderstood |
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Even my own darling dear |
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Misconstrued my words so clear |
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Given the time |
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I think she would have understood |
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That it was for the greater good |
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Soon I will meet her at our mansion in the sky |
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Leaving this wicked world behind |
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It's strange that it should end this way |
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But martyrs never have a say |
