| It didn’t last much longer than the famous blink of an eye
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| And all that’s left are memories and a feeble rest of life
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| I make my peace and think of all those yesteryears we shared
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| December daylight fades away the syringe is prepared
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| My breath is getting shorter
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| My moves are getting slow
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| My light is turning pale, I know it’s time
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| To go
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| So, join me for the last mile
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| And stay here till the end
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| I’m tired but I am scared now
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| Give me just a little strength
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| No farewell in the hallway
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| Just hold me till I close my eyes and leave from here
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| A quiet room, four tiled walls and people dressed in green
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| I couldn’t tell if behind their masks they commiserate with me
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| I turn my head, I see your tears as they’re sparkling in the light
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| My body’s numb, come give me some courageousness tonight
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| My mind is turning slower
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| My heart is beating low
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| My lids are heavy-weight
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| I know it’s time to go
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| So, join me for the last mile
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| And stay here till the end
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| I’m tired but I am scared now
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| Give me just a little strength
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| No farewell in the hallway
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| Just hold me till I close my eyes and leave from here
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| I’ll leave from here
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| I’m just a little scared now
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| So, stay with me till the end
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| No farewell in the hallway
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| Just hold me till I close my eyes and leave from here |