Heart race,
Always losing;
Get back up,
What are you doing?
One more time,
It will be your last;
Can't wait no more,
The moment won't pass.
Always too old,
Simply too young.
Hold your breath,
Bite your tongue.
You'll never beat it,
Just stop trying.
One more cut,
Soon you'll be dying.
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