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Return to Push |
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GREAT EFFORT |
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War has been declared upon the memory of you |
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You've been banished from my kingdom of thought |
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The trumpeters have lost your song |
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You've been written out the history books |
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Your name erased from the lexicons of language |
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Dungeons have been prepared for guests, |
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My heart has already made a reservation |
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It's always the first to betray me |
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But today it may only need |
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A short tethered stay to remember |
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Its a futile pursuit to betray your own mind |
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No rest in fate’s hand entrusted to the unkind |
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My love’s been beheaded and reason will reign |
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With great effort in this righteous cunt's campaign |
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