It's A Secret - Eventually Forgotten | Текст песни

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I sat front row at a funeral, and watched a world end.
As the rest kept on moving, my anxiety set in.

We live, we die, and are eventually forgotten.

So why am I so concerned with everyone’s opinion,
when everyone’s opinion is irrelevant to my life?
Why do I even listen? I suppose that’s my fault.

Your bad times won’t last, so spare me the details.
I’ll keep drinking wine from pop cans,
coping with the thought of mortality.

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