GAMES
LYRIC QUIZ
You light the wick and both ends burn. Walking on a razor's edge through hairpin turns. You feel the pressure but you hide the pain, so you're drinking with the devil just to keep you sane.
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“Take the children; march them off to war. Only numbered, to count up the final score. Lay in waiting, for the end to come and their only chance is loaded in their guns…”
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