There was a moment I thought the worst,
you where going to die young,
then I would be alone,
in a kingdom of one,
into the mist for ever,
and just don't look back,
never look to past,
so far it hasn't happen,
I guess we are blessed,
to ride shot gun,
and never get caught,
the better devils must of won,
then we will be together,
forever.
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