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Final Round

Take the stars spin round again.
Make it over and one my friend.
We've got one last try.
We've made it this high.
It's just another league until the end.

Right all the wronging you tonight.
Fly into the moonlight we write.
We're on the tail end.
Where nothing can begin.
It's all a fairytale painted in white.

The answers are all around.
The sky storms onto the ground.
Wake me up before you take it all away.

The final round.
The universe.
It's all burning down in shards of broken ice.
The heaven sound.
The colored curse.
I'm just here to rehearse the roll of the dice.

I see you've taken me with all.
I can't afford another call.
I've got a soul to sell.
Careless, I toll the bell.
It's just a foolish girl trying to stall.

I've got some stories left to tell.
Oh well, I see their faces fell.
As if they're all appalled.
Made up just like a doll.
My fairytale doesn't fare as well.

The reasons are easy to see.
But I'm still glad for the company.
Set me down so I can sleep this fight away.

The final round.
The universe.
It's all burning down in shards of broken ice.
The heaven sound.
The colored curse.
I'm just here to rehearse the roll of the dice.

With a flick of his fingers.
It all will go away.
You can fly to the distance.
Or sit right down and stay.

With a flick of his fingers.
It all will go away.
You can fly to the distance.
Or sit right down and stay.

With a flick of his fingers.      (I've got no reason to believe in)
It all will go away.            (All the lies you spewed about him)
You can fly to the distance.      (I've got thoughts on your approach)
Or sit right down and stay.      (You say you don't need a coach)

With a flick of his fingers.      (I've got no reason to believe in)
It all will go away.            (All the lies you spewed about him)
You can fly to the distance.      (I've got thoughts on your approach)
Or sit right down and stay.      (You say you don't need a coach)

With a flick of his fingers.      (I've got no reason to believe in)      (I remember everything)
It all will go away.            (All the lies you spewed about him)      (I remember your name)
You can fly to the distance.      (I've got thoughts on your approach)      (Return all that is my own)
Or sit right down and stay.      (You say you don't need a coach)      (Return me back to my home)

With a flick of his fingers.      (I've got no reason to believe in)      (I remember everything)
It all will go away.            (All the lies you spewed about him)      (I remember your name)
You can fly to the distance.      (I've got thoughts on your approach)      (Return all that is my own)
Or sit right down and stay.      (You say you don't need a coach)      (Return me back to my home)

The final round.
The universe.
It's all burning down in shards of broken ice.
The heaven sound.
The colored curse.
I'm just here to rehearse the roll of the dice.

The final round.
The universe.
It's all burning down in shards of broken ice.
The heaven sound.
The colored curse.
I'm just here to rehearse the roll of the dice.
Written by Madcinder
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This one was a lot simpler to make than I think it looks.
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