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Ever throwing at his home Two glass houses, twenty stones Fourteen yellow, six are blue Could it be worse?.. Quite doubtful. I dont wanna be me anymore I dont wanna be me anymore Two steps forward, three steps back Without warning, heart attack He fell asleep in the snow Never woke up, died alone I dont wanna be me anymore I dont wanna be me anymore Please dont dress in black When youre at his wake Dont go there to mourn But to celebrate I dont wanna be me anymore I dont wanna be me anymore ♪♪♪
Posted on: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 02:57:06 +0000

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