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Your life, a game
turn it up, turn it up ___
And everytime that you live is a time when you feel
and the only time you heal

Tell me what it is
and it would never be like this
A problem that we have in common
baby tell me what it is
it probably doesn't mean a piss
yeah rip my heart apart

Now it's too late, too late to live
only heaven loves you now
So love it back for once
just once

Now it's too late, too late to live
and my conscience killing me
So am I alive
but I'm not free

And for all of you that can relate to this too
And for all of you that can relate to this too

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