When you've got
the woman's voice in your head
and you've shot
a bullet right towards the dead
and the ring
won't stop tearing your ears
you want to sing
but those are yesterday's years
you've made it far
but that doesn't hold
you have the scar
and then after the old
it scares the mind
but it's time to let go
of the old find
the ideas that you know
everyone turns to ghosts
all the friends have their own
the ones with the most
try to mess with the tone
and this is right
it's yours to take in
pick up and fight
work with the grin
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