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We all have come close But do we ever die The ones who seem to get so far Don’t say that word So it is second hand and inference (Second hand inference) (Away from me) We learned to die in childhood To keep our secrets safe There is no speech these rabid walls Can understand to be outdone and the cheaper man (I looked the other way) My brother went and lost his mind (I looked the other way) My captain turned against his creed So long his sacred chance to me (His body hit the floor) (Her body hit the floor) In the field next to their gun It was in their mind From Letras Mania