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Redemption Strikes Doctors hesitate on lives One, two, three, four revives We forget all our dislikes Flushing out the stars and stripes Putting down the knives Throwing away the pipes Finally admiring life Living once, dying twice Throw the dice , show the price Striving to find a wife While attached to a breathing device There's no such thing as eternal life.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
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Redemption Strikes Doctors hesitate on lives One, two, three, four revives We forget all our dislikes Flushing out the stars and stripes Putting down the knives Throwing away the pipes Finally admiring life Living once, dying twice Throw the dice , show the price Striving to find a wife While attached to a breathing device There's no such thing as eternal life.
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
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