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Oh death, oh death
Oh death, oh death
No more, no less
One does confess
I will digress
She wanders close
She makes you feel
She makes you take a leap
Then kneel
She makes you weak
She takes your soul
Makes you toil
With your own goal
She’ll make it last
Then make you wonder
Toil with your own fate
Then plunder
Make you cry, and wail, then fall
Beyond the borders
Of it all
I don’t know who or where I am
Don’t die dear grief, you keep me real
No more, no less
One does confess
I will digress
She wanders close
She makes you feel
She makes you take a leap
Then kneel
She makes you weak
She takes your soul
Makes you toil
With your own goal
She’ll make it last
Then make you wonder
Toil with your own fate
Then plunder
Make you cry, and wail, then fall
Beyond the borders
Of it all
I don’t know who or where I am
Don’t die dear grief, you keep me real
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