In the end it's all the same
In the end we are all the same.
In the end it's just a game.
No matter if it's fame.
Even if no one knows your name.
No matter how it ends.
No matter what life sends.
Always know it'll be okay.
Because who cares anyway?
In the end it's all the same.
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