Say what you will
I will walk past that plate
of glass
Your time has passed
Don't ever say it's my time
Burning hatred will light my way
A choice not an echo
And as your world comes down,
I will be there
You look so pretty, digging
Your grave
You look so pretty what's
Left to save?
Say what you will
Eyes to the skies
You look so pretty right now
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