Funeral Diner - Journeyman | Текст песни

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It's hard to believe the end has come. I won't say I'm not apprehensive about telling you everything. This will be my work. I've condemned myself. Let's not flatter ourselves - We're only as good as our trends permit. I've been so fucking critical. Tell me who hasn't. You have no idea what you were to me. Now you've left these shoes to fill, and they're so stiff. It's hard to start anew.

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