Born to lose, or born to win,
We still bleed red from the agony within.
Born to live, or born to die,
Our hearts still beat, for the lie that's inside.
What difference does it make?
We do whatever it might take.
But in the end,
We'll all still pay the price
For someone else's sins.
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