Kunci Gitar Pat The Bunny Schneeweis - Make Total Destroy

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    I'm growing old in rooms full of kids with unruly hair cuts,
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    taking what comfort we can
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    in the fact that every empire's days are numbered...man.    
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    But I don't think that I can count that high.
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I should have paid better attention in school or something,
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because I feel like there's something that I don't know and if I could just jam it into my skull,
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    I could stand to live somehow.     But I don't know.

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    And the fact is I'm 2 point 7 decades in
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     to a growing ambivalence.
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    I could count on no hands how many fucks I'm giving.
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Or is it a million? Are "god" and "void" equivalent? So are we making total destroy, or just making
a living?
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    And I know that Rome wasn't burnt in a day,
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    but it couldn't have been more than a week.
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    And I know that the children of barbarians
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    become the new tax collectors and priests. So I don't know.
        
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    I suppose we've been rolling since the world was round, and time makes dust of what
we can't tear down.
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    And I suppose dead bodies make soil of the ground. But what about what we do now?
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    I'm growing old in rooms full of kids with unruly hair cuts,
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    taking what comfort we can
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    in the fact that every empire's days are numbered, man.
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    But I don't think that I can count that high.