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- Eulogy He had alot to say He had alot of nothing to say We'll miss him So long We wish you well You told us how you weren't afraid to die Well then, so long Don't cry Or feel too down Not all martyrs see divinity But at least you tried Standing above the crowd He had a voice that was strong and loud We'll miss him Ranting and pointing his finger At everything but his heart We'll miss him No way to recall What it was that you had said to me Like I care at all So loud You sure could yell You took a stand on every little thing And so loud Standing above the crowd He had a voice so strong and loud and I Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so Eager to identify with Someone above the ground Someone who seemed to feel the same Someone prepared to lead the way, with Someone who would die for me Will you? Will you now? Would you die for me? Don't you fuckin lie Don't you step out of line Don't you fuckin lie You've claimed all this time that you would die for me Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy You had alot to say You had alot of nothing to say Come down Get off your fuckin cross We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr To ascend you must die You must be crucified For your sins and your lies Goodbye... |
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