An intermission of your fate Close your eyes, god gives, or takes it away You try and forget all your hate Anger thrives, trapped in a steel crate And you're heading south And talking too loud The time isn't now You breathe in and out I'm thinking of march A crushing false start No actress and you didn't Play the part And it don't gotta go And it don't gotta go And it don't gotta go
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