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I think back to the times
When dreams were what mattered
Though talking youth naivete
You said you'd never let me down
But the horse stampedes and rages
In the name of desperation
Is it all just wasted time?
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
You left behind?
Is it all just wasted time?
Can you live with yourself
When you think of what
You've left behind?
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