cry, cry... cry for my ruined soul, cry and sing your last song, cry for my ragged soul. pride, pride; pride that you are not me pride that you can forgive pride that you live and breathe. die, die die and do rise again, die for that salty rain, die and save us again. try, try try to save this mad world, try again on and on, try to stop turning world. |
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