Turn toward the gallows
Now say a prayer
Weep as you wallow
In sheer despair
This life is shallow
The well is dry
This heart is hollow
Love is a lie
You chose to follow
Snakes to their snares
And fell to sorrow
What do I care?
This time is borrowed
Word from the wise.
We live tomorrow
Simply to die
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