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If you walk out and face up the day 

Somehow the look seems to fall off your face 

Wonder who's find all this a game 

Bet they're slipping down into decay 

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Somehow you fall down and pick up the ground 

Keep all the message and make it your sound 

Why not, why not, slip into ice 

If you want more take some advice 

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