The sound the sound keeps going round
In my head the beat continues to pound
The same old tune day after day
Is there really nothing new to say
I need to breathe and I need to live
Such a long time it's been take and not give
The end is nigh I breathe a long sigh
Holding out for the expected goodbye
Tears,sweat and blood it used to be good
But the heart now seems to be made from wood
Have no regrets I hedged my bets
fell from high without safety nets
The end is near and I won't cheer
Just think back and shed a tear
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