So my friend, it seems we've reached the end
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
Our impasse have cut us off at last
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
But in these times, there's no room for compromise
So cry, the salt gets in your eyes
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
It makes me proud to see how much you've grown
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
But sad as well, in ways you'll never know
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
But in real life, the strong will still survive
So smile, the salt gets in your eyes
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
Someone check the containers
Someone could get lost
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