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The green rides the brown, and the hot turns cold
The light burns to dark, and the young grow old
Rainbows bleed to black while the innocent sin
Happy faces fade to tears, and the losers win
We can't learn to love them
A world not our own, I must go
Will it get better? I must know
They're not coming back for me
I'm still here, I'm not free
Good-Bye
Streaks of shattered memories glisten on my cheek
I'd force a smile, but I'm too weak
I lost the battle, but I've found the end
Forgotten times of one lonely friend
I can't learn to lose them
A world not our own, I must go
Will it get better? I must know
They're not coming back for me
I'm still here, I'm not free
Good-Bye
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