"None of us are getting out of this life alive
That's why I don't go gentle into that good night
That's why I'm shining brighter than the brightest light
I twinkle like my blade in the belly of the Reich
'Cause dullards don't shine for shit, they just talk shite
Shoulda, woulda, coulda does not build prophecies of I
So I'll be mouth and eyes for the sore foresight"
That's why I don't go gentle into that good night
That's why I'm shining brighter than the brightest light
I twinkle like my blade in the belly of the Reich
'Cause dullards don't shine for shit, they just talk shite
Shoulda, woulda, coulda does not build prophecies of I
So I'll be mouth and eyes for the sore foresight"
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