What you can imply
There are a hundred reasons
You can’t say why
It’s so difficult to say
If you put your feet to the fire
Mumble under torture
The names of all your sources
Or you can be silent
As the blows rain down
Thinking if there is something
More important than our lives
Then to hell with our lives
Or tell the devil what
He doesn’t want to hear
Or live in fear
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