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When the mind is blank
When all has been said
Never look back, always ahead
When the book's been read
Have no regrets
Never walk back, always ahead
My blood is thick, your words thin
Spread from a beggar's mind
My blood is thick, no regrets
'bout what I leave behind
And time is all I can lose, now time to choose
I choose my time
I feed off the hand that is mine
Nothing to lose
Only time
The mind is tired, beaten numb
By the stench from a beggar's mind
My blood is thick, beat yourself
I won't stay behind
And time is all I can lose, now time to choose
I choose my time
I feed off the hand that is mine
Nothing to lose
Only time
My blood is thick, your words are thin
My blood is thick, your words are thin
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