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°¡¼ö: Across Five Aprils


Roll down the windows, the AC's busted.
12 hours from home and empty pockets.
We didn't get our guarantee, another show for free.
All for the sake of this rock and roll, yeah.

It's time to switch drivers.
My shift's over, I've been driving for 8 hours.
It's all worth it when I plug in and the lights dim.
The best 30 minutes of my life.

We'll always be there when the rubber hits the road.
Dedication never ending.
1 2 3 Go.

(undecipherable)

Broken sticks and broken strings, every night.
If that's the way it goes, it's alright.

A life composed of sticks and strings.
It's my release. My dedication comes from within.
It's evident that this is my passion.

This is the end of everything that's ending, thing thats to say it.
Is this the death to everything that dies, thing thats to say it?
Is this the end to everything that dies, thing that dies?

The fire behind us burns inside my heart.
The fists may fly, but this stage is mine.
This stage is mine, yeah.
This stage is mine.
This stage is mine.
This stage is mine.

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The Sweet And Sour Speech
Across Five Aprils



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