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If life knocks on your door To take back whats taken for granted What will your questions be? If the moon utters a declaration Do you think you were good enough to be taken out of gravity? If you'll be sent way down south What will your last words be? When you hear the heavens sing and all you hear is wicked, will your tears fall in regret as all you can do now is bleed in remorse? Tell me, what will it be? If it knocks on your spirit What will your questions be? If it utters the unspoken What will your last words be? When the melody defeats your chaos Tell me, what will it be?
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Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:28 AM UTC
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If life knocks on your door To take back whats taken for granted What will your questions be? If the moon utters a declaration Do you think you were good enough to be taken out of gravity? If you'll be sent way down south What will your last words be? When you hear the heavens sing and all you hear is wicked, will your tears fall in regret as all you can do now is bleed in remorse? Tell me, what will it be? If it knocks on your spirit What will your questions be? If it utters the unspoken What will your last words be? When the melody defeats your chaos Tell me, what will it be?
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Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 5:28 AM UTC
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