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Текст песни Rival Trial

Dear catastrophes and friends

I sold myself short this time

It reveals more of how I conceive this play

Can't count the times I've turned to you in dismay

But I would never...

Different hands draw different things

I disregarded that

But I invented ways to buy myself some time

Can honestly say I've got nothing left to hide

But I would never...

Dear catastrophes and friends

I tapped into something cold

The tables turned a second time with both ends burning bright

Because push never came to shove just a distant sound of cries

But would I ever...

Realize this exit's waging end

I'll be really careful

Realize that I can't block out this no

Apologies are pending