الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
I won't live forever,
Where will I go?
Will I miss the war?
Will I miss the snow?
I love the way the water
Comes down like acid rain
For when I'm gone.
They'll carry on
For when I'm gone,
They'll carry on
But in your head,
You're all dead
You're brain's cold
from what's been told
