الكلمات
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I got it bad
You don't know how bad I got it
You got it easy
You don't know when you got it good
it's getting harder
Just keeping life and soul together
I'm sick of fighting
Even though I know I should
The cold is biting
Through each and every nerve and fibre
My broken spirit is frozen to the core
don't wanna be here no more
Wouldn't it be good to be in your shoes
Even if it was for just one day
And wouldn't it be good if we
could wish ourselves away
