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this is our last goodnight; say what you will, say all that you can; this is our goodbye, this is where love ends

to be a martyr you mustn't die a death in vain; i'd kill myself, but suicide is so cliche

there are no martyrs anymore, none

you believe that they came here to protect you; but see, i would rather run, 'cause now the law results in our death

it's a damn good thing you know that there's no shame in stepping down, as long as this boy steals the show

this ain't about these "types" of people; it's about all of us, as a people