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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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