.Soon I'll be dead, I'll lay in my bed,
I've made in my years, I won't shed a tear.
We're all guilty anyways, the dumb games we all play,
All tarnished and scarred, when did life get so hard?
We'll drink to aulde lang syne with fortified wine,
We'll drink to tymes olde from pitcher.
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