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I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying
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The candle is burning low
At the window to my soul
The reaper is at my door now
He's come to take me home
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The candle is burning low
At the window to my soul
The reaper is at my door now
He's come to take me home
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Still we keep hoping to fix all the defects
And strengthen these seminal times
We go on together for better or worse
Our history is too real to hate
Now and forever, we stay until morning
And promise to fight for our fate
Til we die
Til we die
