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(The Father):
The road's a little rougher than I remember
Seems trouble might have found us
I can tell by the way we lose control
Curse the coming of the winter
White nothing spins around us
This will end when I have paid in full
Fortune cursed, those bible verses
Don't give you no choice
Was I young or just plain dumb
And guided by the voice
(Death):
So come along for the ride
It's not so bad on the other side
We can tell you'd really rather not
Listen up, hear me now
Oh you're so holier-than-thou
Keep your word, you've only got one shot
(The Father):
A feeling's coming over like lucid dreaming
We lie in purgatory
I can tell by the way that we weren't saved
Is there some cryptic meaning
Is this our final story
I carry this weight to the grave
Oh dear god, I'm desperate
To strike a deal with death
Could I even win the bet
To give them back their breath
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