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How long?
How long will I have to go on?
When I'm with you.
Take a gun to my head, swallow it!
I hope you're on the way,
To an early grave,
Nothing left to change.
And I don't know how long I can keep talking.
Till I come over and tear off your ears!
You'd never hear!
Cause I was gonna say,
Never meant a thing,
No one left to blame.
The stars are out tonight,
Will they fall out of the sky?
And come crashing down,
On your house...
Cause I was gonna say,
Never meant a thing,
No one left to blame.
I hope you're on the way,
To an early grave.
Nothing left to change...
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