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If you walk out and face up the day 
Somehow the look seems to fall off your face 
Wonder who’s find all this a game 
Bet they’re slipping down into decay 
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Somehow you fall down and pick up the ground 
Keep all the message and make it your sound 
Why not, why not, slip into ice 
If you want more take some advice 
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