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,, a friend named Brad I heard his voice he's dead we can't leave him here choose your friends wisely put them to the test choose only the faithful choose only the best there by the water I heard him say we can't leave in here let's take him away
I heard them crying heard the slaps on my face wake up wake up wake up the slaps embraced the next sound I heard I was there in the field buried in Stillness it seems so unreal sell to shake on my hand
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