Knowing it seems so crazy
These things that come upon me
Imposed, exposed to those who moan
but hold the key to salvation
These things that come upon me
Imposed, exposed to those who moan
but hold the key to salvation
Those friends that we should call friends
Are those who keep in their heads
Their hate, their fate that state
we are all one no matter who says
Come play this game that we play
The seasons will change
in this game today
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