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How long, how long will I slide, separate my side?

I don't, don't believe it's bad, slid in my throat, it's all I have

I heard your voice through a photograph, I thought that I've been brought up the path

Once you know you can never go back, I gotta take it on the other side

Centuries are what it meant to me, a cemetery where I married the sea

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