the chances disappears for each day, it'll make me run away
i'll live long, for cigarettes, red wine and pop song
this is it this is it this is it this is it this is it this is it
this splash of red, screaming in my head i can't stay here 'til i'm dead
i'll run away, someday
i'll live long, for cigarettes, red wine and pop song
this is it this is it this is it this is it this is it this is it
this splash of red, screaming in my head i can't stay here 'til i'm dead
i'll run away, someday
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