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There was this friend of mine, needed something we couldn't give convenientanswers and a cheap way out killed himself without actually dying, took ablunt lie and gouged out his mind And I can't xcept that he's found theanswers to those questions I'll be trying to solve until I die And I can'taccept that he's somehow "better off" because the answers aren't that simplewe always assumed he wasn't either and I want his beautiful religion to burnbecause Steve's dead... I wasn't offered the chance to say goodbye.
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