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the path is rough the front is farand I'm going there on forced marchthe rage's so high that covers painthey'll know my might before be slain
I will make it without a scarbeyond the red zone on the chart'cause I've a gun in search for fameand my friend death who's never latethey'll die without any pain
I kown I'm insanebut life's too short to...to be wasted
I'm on a quest for fameand so I'm goin'on a forced... marchon a forced... marchon a forced... marchthe path is rough the front is farbut I'm still going on forced marchyes, it's the war the life I choseand all I know is I can't lose
I won't be late to the date
I am heading straight to my fate
I know it's not such a just causebut I will get the damn job done
I will make it without a scarbeyond the red zone on the chart'cause I've a gun in search for fameand my friend death who's never latethey'll die without any pain
I kown I'm insanebut life's too short to...to be wasted
I'm on a quest for fameand so I'm goin'on a forced... marchon a forced... marchon a forced... march
Yeah, I'm insanebut I am goingon a forced... marchon a forced... marchon a forced... march
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