Well I knew what I didn't want to know...And I saw where I didn't want to go..So I took the path less traveled on...And Ill let my stories be whispered when I'm gone..When I'm gone..When I'm gone..When I'm gone..
Well in this life you must find something to live for..Cause when the darkness comes a callin' you'll go back to where you were before...cause this life is as fragile as a dream...And nothings ever really as it seems...as it seems..as it seems...as it seems..
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