Klimt 1918 la tregua

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And I try, and I try, and I try
To forget dead friends,
Just a goodbye.
Should I stay, should I pay?
Can't go back,
I know life goes on, it's too late.
I'm holding on, the smell of need,
I'm carring on, down on my knees, yes I try
To come with you.
The long lost friend, endtime,
They sleep in mud, you see,
Who's got the right to survive?
I'm holding on.

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