, beggar, choose your fate The reaction, the reaction is awake So choose your fate The reaction, the reaction is awake Yeah, awake, yeah, awake Choose your own, own fate
BEGGAR!!! Choose your fate! The reaction! The reaction is awake! So choose your fate! The reaction! The reaction is awake! Yeah! Awake! Yeah! Awake! Choose your
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Beggars, choose your fate The reaction, the reaction is awake So choose your fate The reaction, the reaction is awake Yeah! Awake! Yeah! Awake! Choose your
sin? Don't you know they'll comfort you? Depending on the path you choose Don't you hear the ghostly calls? Or do you hide behind your walls? (Jumpsteady
Don't you know they'll comfort you? Depending on the path you choose Don't you hear the ghostly calls? Or do you hide behind your walls? (Jumpsteady
was in a rush to grow up, look Mom no cuts Just a stomach in disgust, and the fear that I might go nuts this year If I don't swell up I'll see you one
and not get charged And it would be sad to see your family in front of a firing squad So to feed your kids, I need these bricks 40 tons in total, let
like soon as your life begin it's beginning to end I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, your time is dated You never know when showin your love might
golden hair, now flecked with traces of gray, spoke: a??Challis must be chosen. This is the secret I have carried with me for all these years. Although
as it is. Knight: You have now completed your journey. My sword is yours. It will protect you against your enemies. You may now return to the moors. [Sung] Your fate is in your
and this is to the (uh-uh) wet, watery kiss I left you with on your porch while I watched your trembling lips This is to the... memory of our early years
as your life begin it's beginning to end I'm frustrated, but you gotta smile, your time is dated You never know when showin your love might be related
and this is to the (uh-uh) wet, watery kiss I left you with on your porch as I watched your trembling lips This is to the... memory of our early years
you blame it on me for being hurt? Would it change anything if I said yes? It's your own life, your own bloody game of chess All the tears through the years
