And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
The closer you come to death, the more you stop caring about your enemies and the people that you have hurt or have injured you. And now you’re fat and finding that you have lost a lot of your youthful exuberance and bravado.
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