One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four! Dont look back on your lost Days of burning down the ground from where you stand Dont count out on your back The ashes of your last destroyed heirloom When you cant choose your own worst enemy And the years prove the chosen one is you Dont look back on your lost Years of tragedy youd just as soon forget And through these scars I pump new blood Old hearts, new blood My life support systems are gone Old hearts, new blood Alas, still standing, and Im on my own New blood, old skin Hey!
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