الكلمات
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I barely made it alive
I came incredibly close
Jumped in a swimming pool
It’s there I saw my ghost
He said “listen up
Boy, now here’s the squeeze
You’d rather die on your feet
Than live a life on your knees”
On and on it goes
Til my head explodes
On and on it goes
Til my head explodes
I think alone at night
I find it hard to sleep
Reliving memories
I’m sick of counting sheep
I have my bag and baggage
To keep me warm
