I'm leaving for a minute, I hope that you'll miss me,
I promise that I'll come back home, my friend.
I swear that if I could, I would take you with me,
and never have to come back home again.
I'm ready for what's next, even if it kills me,
I'm ready for whatever will let me rest,
I gotta admit I've been runnin' on empty,
I'll just keep going 'til there's nothin' left.
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