Seven One Seven
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So hold on its more than I can take
Can't save you everyday
It can't always be your way
(I can't right your mistakes)
There is a box and it remains unopened
You have two fears fingers crossed
And you're hoping that you won't be that ordinary
That it won't be long
There is a paper in your pocket
You that was chosen by the guilty
With gavels they have spoken
And there's a stutter in your step
That won't let you forget
We'll take this to our graves
That's all that I can say
There's comfort in the quiet scene
Providing lines to read between
And these hallowed halls and postered covered walls
Aren't enough for you to see what I mean
We'll take this to our grave, there's little left to say
It would be fatal anyway, it really is that simple
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