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From here it's only downhill. There's not a single shred of hope.
No need to bother with a will - there will be nothing left but rope.
No squeel, no whimper - not a sound. Your fate is sealed. Your hands are tied.
A rotten deal all around.
'Tis all so real...
an alibi.
No need to bother with a will - there will be nothing left but rope.
No squeel, no whimper - not a sound. Your fate is sealed. Your hands are tied.
A rotten deal all around.
'Tis all so real...
an alibi.