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Good Riddance

like a weathered statue i will wait for you like the darkness fading waiting to see it through like an ardent cry wakes me from the silence of my sleep like a distant bell like a man who fights the system fights to keep if you have to ask the price you can't afford it there's nothing free in this world there's nothing free in this life like a super hero i'll try to save the world with an anesthetic to life a thousand fingers like a man accused i'll weigh the consequence like a man afraid of the madness just beyond the picket fence