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Have you ever wondered,
if all you could do,
is that what you've done
How much of fucking it up,
have you passed of as fun?
When life seem to speed up
but your stopped for a breath,
You can run,you can run,
but you cannot forget,
All the moments gone by
when you did'nt give a shit,
All the times that they cried
and you cared,not a bit,
Still all that was learned,
could'nt prepare you for this
One should rise to the task
but you just fade away,
Time to pick up the pieces
and get on your way
Nobody cares ,
it's yourself you betray.
if all you could do,
is that what you've done
How much of fucking it up,
have you passed of as fun?
When life seem to speed up
but your stopped for a breath,
You can run,you can run,
but you cannot forget,
All the moments gone by
when you did'nt give a shit,
All the times that they cried
and you cared,not a bit,
Still all that was learned,
could'nt prepare you for this
One should rise to the task
but you just fade away,
Time to pick up the pieces
and get on your way
Nobody cares ,
it's yourself you betray.
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