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thing in mind We gotta find IQ CYCO Place in city, my brand new gun Cry of dick, my laughter Sleeping head, sleeping hands Sleeping soul, IQ CYCO Another one bites the dust IQ

Don't make any false promises Stay awhile when I'm not alone I forget all the anger in me Kiss a tear when the hammer falls They're holding me here in

Sooner or later, ready or not We find ourselves dissolved in soil The big sleep state, I don't worry When you got to go, you got to go But wouldn't it

All the memories that lead to isolation All the time we didn't share When we set adrift half-forgotten lies Will the madness still be there? Who of all

Time takes my time I, here to myself, hold the silence in Torn from my hand So heavy now you're a world away Though they rage, these little lies I've

Out of a time when way back when Disregarding discipline Should have never given in And I really should have known Some are born into their lives With

The light that strikes against itself is hard as stone A dream too many full of memories not my own They're only shadows, they'll disappear Their only

Here we are alive and free Far away in time From our darkest day That took our young and brave From the cradle to the grave 70 years ago on July 1, 1916

i) After all Following everything I've known I was wondering all alone Waiting for a time that might have been My own way down Suddenly everything is