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There’s a terror door to this room, letting in a cold, cold draft. Don’t go through it or we’re through. You ain’t never comin’ back. And we’ll fade away, fade away in time.
Just visualize the proof: I was driving too, too fast. You were telling me the truth. I was digging for the map. And we’ll fade away, fade away in time.
We stood upon a cake. We watched them draw the knife. We were pretty hard to break, but we let them draw our life. And we’ll fade away, fade away in time.