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Lletres: Offspring. Americana. The End of The Line.

When the siren's flash is gone
And we're left to carry on
All the memories are too few

When the pastor's music plays
And that casket rolls away
I could live again if you
Just stay alive for me

Please stay now, you've left me here alone
It's the end of the line
Please stay, I can't make it on my own
(Make it on my own)
It's the end of the line

Now that you are dead and gone
And I'm left to carry on
I could never smile 'cause you
Won't stay alive for me

Please stay now, you've left me here alone
It's the end of the line
Please stay, I can't make it on my own
(Make it on my own)
It's the end of the line

Finally, your final resting day

Is without me
I weep and think of brighter days
What about me?

You can't take back the one mistake
That still lives on after life it takes
In that one day that changed our lives
And bitter memories are left behind

You can't take back the one mistake
That still lives on after life it takes
In that one day that changed our lives
And bitter memories are left behind

Please stay now, you've left me here alone
It's the end of the line
Please stay, I can't make it on my own
(Make it on my own)
It's the end of the line

Please stay now, you've left me here alone
It's the end of the line
Please stay, I can't make it on my own