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Cork City rain, it was half past three.
I made my way down Patrick's Quay.
Alone in the cold was standing she,
The girl with eyes of ivy.

We shared a smoke, "how was your night?"
She choked back tears that she couldn't fight.
"What the fuck happened to my life?"
She looked at me and she said:

The world is more than a testing ground
and you'll have to build what you once burned down.
You can choose to fight, you can choose to drown,
but the world is more than a testing ground.

Remember when you didn't give a fuck about the world?
And you dreaded the days that you were gonna have to pay
for the people that you dragged through the mud.
You never gave a fuck about the people that you hurt.
And in the rain outside of a hostel, you've got bloodstains on your shirt.

The world is more than a testing ground
and you'll have to build what you once burned down.
You can choose to fight, you can choose to drown,
but the world is more than a testing ground.

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from Behind the Eight Ball, released November 1, 2016

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