Now your convictions you won't need them where you end up you will not need them.
Mark these words your story ends then you will understand that you get back what you put in.
My birthmark, my waste of contrition, the wave might be finite but so is the ocean.
I will not forget.
Century - Obsolescence Lyrics
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Now your convictions you won't need them where you end up you will not need them.
Mark these words your story ends then you will understand that you get back what you put in.
My birthmark, my waste of contrition, the wave might be finite but so is the ocean.
I will not forget.
Mark these words your story ends then you will understand that you get back what you put in.
My birthmark, my waste of contrition, the wave might be finite but so is the ocean.
I will not forget.