Notepads were never yours
There's so many fates to write before they close the doors
And I thank Pandora for playing games that she thought were over
Little did you know it wasn't me who would've picked the prison
One rough transition for you
The fun in a new edition
That infernal time is marching but the rings are breaking
A bigger scene as filled with glee
And you may cry me a mighty river for the last-seen screen










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