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if theA stack is high agaiDnst...
Aand the hammers...
Aand the time that´s youDrs...
Ain your hands....
FOh, my sentimental....
the fast must reaEch an end A D
one dAay
One Cday
when I didnt die a Fthousand times
where I could satisfy this life ofEm mine one sCmall day
One Cday
where every hour could a Fjoy to me and
live a life the way it´s meant toEm be one smCall day
ALying face down on Dthe cold stone......
One Cday
where I didn´t die a Fthousand times
where I could satisfy this life of mine oEmne
dCay
where every hour could be a Fjoy to me
and live a life its meant to be oEmne
dCay.....
(repeat and fade)
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