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by Isac Rosén - Tingle

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They Told Me I'm tired to live this life That throws this shit on me I'm tired to facing the truth When only misery is what I see How can I help my self Give the answer my friend Now I can say that I'm done I think I've finally faced the end The told me Don't don't don't don't, don't givin Don't don't don't don't, don't, you can win I know that I'm still here I want to shoot jump or what I dare Now is the time to admit And tell me who cares a shit It's caused by the wound and my fears But I have thought this and wannit for years I have been running on the legde So I can move myself to the edge When they say Don't don't don't don't don't, givin Don't don't don't don't don't, you can win They told me Don't don't don't don't don't, givin Don't don't don't don't don't, you can win I can't live more I can't live like this I knoooow I will lose And you know I must chose My Life

Genre
Acoustic

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