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Your mind it slips cause you're getting old |
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And there ain't no new chapter to unfold |
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In the book you've been writing all your life |
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The ending don't seem right |
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It keeps you up at night |
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Oh, it hunts you in your sleep |
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lie, lie, lie, die, lie, lie, lie, die |
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But you remember the time when you were just a little boy |
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The Christmas tree and the presents full of toys |
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No concern about when tomorrow comes |
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You and your plastic gun |
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It would protect you in your sleep |
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And problems left alone |
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lie, lie, lie, die, lie, lie, lie, die |
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If somebody would come by just to say hello |
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A kind stroke on my cheek before I go |
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Cause soon my heart can't provide my body with blood |
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And I will just give up |
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And slowly slip away |
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On to an unfamiliar place |
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lie, lie, lie, die, lie, lie, lie, die, |
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lie, die, die, die, die, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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What a great suprise, what a great surprise |
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When you die, die, die, die, die, oh oh oh oh |
