Call me out from the depth,
Give me chance escape my death.
Sell your soul, sell your bones,
Tell the truth about your hopes.
Keep your secrets underneath,
And remember who she is.
She can scare you to death,
And suppose if you had chance.
Chance to learn your lessons well,
Have the answers in your hand.
Even though this one is failed,
It should not forecast your fate.
Never lose your appetite,
Your ambitions must survive.
Don't be lazy, don't be trash,
Try your best and choose the path.
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