That drops off about a mile
Your heart still beats
But real slow
The throat starts to shrink
Every sense is leaving
And it never crosses your mind
To close your eyes
You lay down and try to rest
Try to breathe deep with that foot on your chest
An old light threatens through the blinds
Laying on the curb That drops off about a mile Your heart still beats But real slow The throat starts to shrink Every sense is leaving And it never crosses your mind To close your eyes You lay down and try to rest Try to breathe deep with that foot on your chest An old light threatens through the blinds Explain Request ×
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