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Текст: The Copyrights. Flat.

Well the world isn't flat
and the sky's not falling down
and there is no magical force
holding you to this town

that's why I cringe
every time that you say you're stuck here

well there's no god and
there's no such thing as fate
destiny is bullshit,
your future's yours to make