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Winners by Deadsy

Let's take the longest way

Through the hallways of your mind.

Upon your knees,

The phantom breeze

Of a shipwreck lost in time.

You're ending near

The kelly fear

Adorns the walls in slime.

Figure it out. [Figure it out…]

Just like you used to do.

In the essence of proud,

That's when you're cursed to prove.

And as the perfect wings'll glide,

Cleansed are men of all the mice.

Past the pain, we tend to stride,

Or that's how it seems to beginners.

Accept awards throughout our lives,

To make young lovers intertwine.

Perhaps the end will come tonight,

So hooray for the Winners.

A vast abyss, where lie dismissed

Ideas of yours and mine.

But brought to kneel

By the Grecian Seal,

We join the family line.

Figure it out. [Figure it out…]

Just like you used to do.

In the essence of proud,

That's when you're cursed to prove.

And as the perfect wings'll glide,

Cleansed are men of all the mice.

Past the pain, we tend to stride,

Or that's how it seems to beginners.

Accept awards throughout our lives,

To make young lovers intertwine.

Perhaps the end will come tonight,

So hooray for the Winners.

Hooray for the Winners…

You'll never thrill

The bold divisions in the sky,

Of whom predestined you

To always be the last in line. [Last in line, last in line…]

Accept awards throuought our lives,

–[to make young lovers intertwine]

To make young lovers intertwine

Perhaps the end'll come tonight.

Past the pain, we tend to stride.

–[or that's how it seems to beginners]

Because the Winner's young and bright

Hooray for the Winners.

–[and as the perfect wings'll glide]

Let the heavens make it right.

–[past the pain, we tend to stride]

A warm and gentle breeze at night.

–[accept awards throughout our lives,

—to make young lovers intertwine]

Bereft, you are of plans to gain

No mystery, you're no surprise

–[so hooray for the Winners]

We're born to fight,

Suck the marrow of life the Winners forever preside.

Hooray for the Winners.

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