I'd rather go without a word.
No drawing smiles, no crying.
I'd rather go, I take my sword,
I'm getting used to dying.
The battle is a whole life long.
God, don't let me surrender.
I won't give up, I'm fast, I'm strong.
How dare you live, offender?
Without a word
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