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The end of the line is only for the dead You can toss up your hands But they'll always fall back again Try to keep that pretty head up towards the moon I just wanted to be somebody's baby all of this time The one they always make sure to see But who are they really? The trees, the trees The sea and it's just been a sight and An easy way to dream I could just hit the bars, I could hit the bars Small fires burn Turn into a really big deal An unstoppable, undeniable war Take yourself for a drive A tiny stroll outside Some fresh air Who care for the worst, my dear The trees, the trees The sea and it's just been a sight An easy way to dream I could just hit the bars, I could hit the bars I could just hit the bars The end of the line is only for the dead The end of the line is only for the dead From Letras Mania