W.t.y.d.
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Catch a shooting star, burn it to a crisp
Born into death, will you take the risk
See buckets and buckets, yeah, buckets of sin
You'll never end and can never begin
Chorus:
Welcome to your death (x3)
No forest of pleasure or fields of pain
High-rise at night, see the pavements of stain
A beckoning hand from those who were slain
Now you can sleep again
Repeat chorus
I take the night and i stretch it wide
And i see all, you hide, i died
So slip right in, sip the wine
The caution flashes but the water's fine
Repeat chorus
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