He died alone
He died on impact
And all this talk of death
Has really brightened up my week
And the smell of sweat
Really helps me sleep
We act alone
We act on impulse
And all this talk of death
Has really brightened up my week
And the smell of sweat
Really helps me sleep
He died alone
We act alone
We act on impulse
We act alone
We act on impulse
We act alone
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