They never said that it would hurt
They told me not to say a word
I could've made it for the door
But all is fair in love and war
There is no mercy in this room
Where men and mice are gone too soon
There will be blood she guarantees
She pulls the plug and disappears
We are, we are, the never-ending story
Until we submit to the velvet revolution
I never believed it, the stories that would be
passed down to us from the clouds above
We are, we are, the never-ending story
And all we do is spin around and round and round and round again
round again

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