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Hyde, "The Other Side"
My soul is getting old
And in happiness like a virus
I was sure, now it's gone
and there's ten
ways to bring me down
so too many ways
Still I have no doubt
To spit in your face.
My soul is getting worn
And the happiness like a firework
How it shone, now it's gone
And the sea
Waits to bring me down
Drown me in its waves
Still I have no doubt
This meaning of life.
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