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Life is a debt that must someday be paidBorn where we were bornHas left us helpless and self-obsessedLast night on earth, don't pick up that penWe're so ill-equipped to deal with allThe pressure risk and stressThey can't hurt you now.It doesn't matter what they sayYou can still feel anger across the graveBut it was fun anywayIt was he jb,to see through all that shitShe did it by herself in some tough tough placesBut the system is sick. The erober barons roamcollecting their debts and filling up death rowYou can't I've aloneThey can't hurt you nowIt doesn't mater what they sayYou can still feel anger across thje graveBut it was fun anywayIt was her job, to see through all that shitshe'd go walking out I some very cool placesBut the system is sick, the robber barons roamBuying up the land beneath your feetPutting kids in the groundYou can't I've aloneLast night on earthThey can't hurt you nowLast night on earth From Letras Mania