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Let's sleep it off, but not in bed. Let's find a moment before we're dead, 
to leave some love behind, 
from where cowards fled. Let's leave some love behind disguised as bread. Let's feed some hungry souls with our torn off arms and broken limbs, march against the warlords before time stands still. Let's sleep it off, but not in bed. Let's find a moment before we're dead, to leave some love behind, from where cowards fled. Let's leave some love behind disguised as bread. Let's feed some hungry souls with our torn off arms and broken limbs, march against the warlords before time stands still.
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