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Roll the Dice
My mind is unwell, I may be sick
Thoughts so wrong, so quite unfit
I’ve been trying to force things
And it seems that I should quit
But I wonder about in the dark
I haven’t been seeing things clearly
My words will have surely cost me
And I fear that I am suffering dearly
I know now that I mustn't stop
This will pain me so much to do,
But I will not cease in my efforts,
Though these words I may rue
Rules I’ll break, grounds I’ll shake
And for all of the gods I shall defy
The things I’ll do to just get my way
All that I will suffer just to get by
Have you seen all the marks?
The way that I cover my arms,
I fear I will never let up now
Now matter who all it harms
For this will come to pass,
And it will have to suffice.
For the time has come
And I must roll the dice
Thoughts so wrong, so quite unfit
I’ve been trying to force things
And it seems that I should quit
But I wonder about in the dark
I haven’t been seeing things clearly
My words will have surely cost me
And I fear that I am suffering dearly
I know now that I mustn't stop
This will pain me so much to do,
But I will not cease in my efforts,
Though these words I may rue
Rules I’ll break, grounds I’ll shake
And for all of the gods I shall defy
The things I’ll do to just get my way
All that I will suffer just to get by
Have you seen all the marks?
The way that I cover my arms,
I fear I will never let up now
Now matter who all it harms
For this will come to pass,
And it will have to suffice.
For the time has come
And I must roll the dice
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