Mamma I think I might have just met my match
I'd line here in the dark I had a face
Ghost stations coming alive as my pulse weakens
I am not afraid to die
Born 1961 just like you, while a hundred fifty nine thousand mettre...
Comming to the left on me, flying to my rights, these was the best of times
It was my austere demeanor to finally age
Next to me the ...
That old man come and say ....
Welcome to my funeral...you wouldn't guess me ....
These was the best of times
Ooh hansome my lover where will you gaves fall now
Come back ...is where I fall will you cry?
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These was the best times
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With the promis of better times