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The future five align,
empty promises find us all the time,
would your put it on the line,
for the lost and frozen years,
leave us the b*stard sons,
leave us the broken ones,
to fend for ourselves,
one by one,
an epitaph not worth looking back,
another sunset falls on red on black,
we hit a wall of dotted lines,
an epitaph not worth looking back,
post cards of dust on bones,
if the bad news doesn't beat us home,
a rusted chain of sympathy,
for time well wastes,
losses faded,
a rusted chain of sympathy,
for time well wasted,
losses.