All things, have ended
My boy is brain dead.
I cant be here, its real enough for me
Heaven, i know for sure
but i cant feel anymore
Turn off the machine
Turn off the machine
Get up, get dressed and
It all so pointless
I cant, do this im sorry.
How can, i breath
When he cant, breath.
Turn off the machine
Turn offf the machine
It'll take a little time to re-align
but i wont forget you
Take a little time to re-align
No i dont forget you
You.
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