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don't you know that they are all coming true
nothing's strange as whaen it seems
you're living out all your worst possible dreams
bad times, worse times, all the times in between
i stumble in the shadow, I tangle in the trees
I've learned my lesson and I learned it again
Iheard what they said, live fast and die stupid
My compass is spinning like a gambling wheel
It takes a hiideous misfortune for to tell how I feel
I threw it all away like shoes in the street
These terrible things will tear me in three
I don't care what time will tell, just
tell me if I might as well be halfway to hell
I'm sick to my skin with silence and doom
I'll break my back, I'll cry on the moon
going nowhere fast
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