Elysium
Suffer now and take the pain
You can’t see what there is to gain
Elysium
You are blind if you can see
That your life is a misery
Elysium
I took the gun
I held it tight
Then asked myself
Whats more than a life?
Into the darkness of the night
Is a product of your lies
Elysium
Who’s eyes lie inside of your cash
His life inside of your cask
Elysium
I took the gun
I held it tight
Then asked myself
Whats more than a life?
I heard him say
I heard him cry
Why should we live?
If we’re going to die
He took a breath
He took a sigh
His finger tight
He said goodbye.
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