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In five years it'll burn inside you Will you look back and say you did all that you tried to They'll try hard each day to break you Until the day comes when lip service will forsake you And you've been tested Pulled out your hair now With each passing day gone by You look the worse for wear now Your excuses all grow stale Until you see the lady in the long black veil And every violin in the world is playing your song But they're playing it all wrong You think long, try to get things sorted With one foot in each grave you end up quartered You feel a tug, a subtle persuasion As that suit and tie look ever more engaging Accept the strings, they will support you As you wave goodbye to childish things they contort you