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From me to you with sincerity
Look around, everybody left eventually
Just to grow up. Just to move on
To work their dead-end jobs until they're dead and gone
For a nice car, or a family
Protected by fences and systems of security
Damn it all, we've still got lives to lead
Somewhere buried in the hole of our memories
So much for so longs
Too late now, too far gone
Separate ways, different lives
Foreign hands, distant times
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