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Mar 2012
Well, I had to go
The future was looking grim
And there are a lot of folks
That would do it all again
They've got their own
Reasons to defy all the rules
And I don't know how to fight'em

But in the end, there's only one way out
Well, I hope we make some friends on the way down

So now the moon is full
The werewolves are freakin' out
And there's no place
We can run and hide
They've got control
It's too late to cry
I guess someone else had better start a fire!

'Cause in the end there is only one way out

Well, I had to know
'Cause I'm so sick and tired
Of these stupid *****
and their rules and their lies
They've got control
A thirst that can't be quenched
You better know your role
Or get crushed by the iron fist

In the end there is only one way out
And I hope we make some friends on our way down
Ishmyre of the Inferiors
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Ishmyre of the Inferiors  9th Ring of Saturn Box 7
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