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If you knew I would die tomorrow
Would you be happy with all of the things you've done?
Years they never seem to slow down
'Till they're gone
The air, it seems is getting cold now
And I can feel my mind
Room is spinning round-and-round
And fuck, please wake me up

Now I've got these memories in me 'till the day that I leave
'Till the day I believe in the stories I read when I'm alone
I've got my family in Ohio and my girl in L.A
My mom and dad in Texas but I can't seem to stay for too long
Too long

Now when I leave it's not just for me, it's not just for me
I promised to keep when I was crying and you held my hand
Tell my mother that I'm gone and my sister that I love her so
And oh my father he ought to know
I've been doing just fine on my own
On my own

Yeah I remember you laying down there
And you could hardly cry, saw it in your eye
Then you told us it'll be okay
But fuck, I'm still not okay, okay
Oh yeah, all of this hurt I sing about for the chimes, the chimes
Yeah, I know I should've shown you my face more
But it was easier for me to drink away my pain
Now I think about it every day

Okay, you said, "now Julia and I have an angel above
And now there'll never be a day when she's not by our side, our side"
Yeah I've got my family in Ohio and my girl in L.A
My ma and dad in Texas but I can't seem to stay for too long
For too long

Now when I leave it's not just for me, it's not just for me
I promised to keep when I was crying and you held my hand
Tell my mother that I'm gone and my sister that I love her so
And oh my father he ought to know
I've been doing just fine on my own
On my own

[If you knew I would die tomorrow
Would you be happy with all of the things you've done]

Now and then, now and then, I just hold it in
But oh my God, I feel it burning in my chest again
An' outside as the snow stuck, to the pavement
My sister had tears rolling down her freezing skin
Time-to-time I wonder why it had to happen so soon
Why'd it have to happen so soon

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