such an awful, tragic night
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though i've only done what's right
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even with my conscience clear
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i can't help this flood of tears
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i've got my eye on the finish line
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though i've been striving for their good
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i will be misunderstood
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even my own darling dear
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misconstrued my words so clear
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given the time i think she would have understood
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that it was for the greater good
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soon i will meet her at our mansion in the sky
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leaving this wicked world behind
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it's strange that it should end this way
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but martyrs never have a say
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Eye On The Finish Line
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| Pedro The Lion |
