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Endgame lyrics
Lying here tonight,
lying here tonight it s all you think of,
Parading through these lights and
Parading through these lights it s all you think of.
For chance has laid its cold hand upon your shoulder,
It s now your right, to watch falling sands, you re getting older.
Suddenly surprised, suddenly surprised by these mires,
It s a funny thing this life, you re catching up with time, do you tire?
You were caught by the window
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