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The Cold Revelations of Hindsight

If I could change don't you think I would
Make a difference I know I should
We all are guilty of this sin
Stabbing others just to win
With every desicion that you make
Prepare yourself for what they take
All you have and rob you blind
Nothing left to seek or find

For every lesson that you learn
Prepare to suffer and to burn
For every teaching you ignore
Prepare yourself for even more

So when they try to make you hear
Listen up your time is near
A choice to turn it all around
Even the deaf know this loud sound

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