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There was no chance or so I'm told
We gave our all, you and I
In the end, we lost the road
There were signs and flags that showed
A jagged pill is vicious pride
There was no chance or so I'm told
Cold bed, hot head, no one to hold
You can't hold air with rage or might
In the end, we lost the road
Perhaps, it was what I was owed
But why, oh why, the cruel goodbye?
There was no chance or so I'm told
With lines, white hairs, I'm getting old
Without relief, I heave a heavy sigh
In the end, we lost the road
I am so afraid to be alone
Lost a home, on my own is only I
There was no chance or so I'm told
In the end, we lost the road


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