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A man lies dying in bed and thinks of is life. |
| Don’t turn the lights out I like the feelin’ on ma eyes, Tho everyone smiles at me I know am gonna die. Laying here I wonder am I the demon I feel inside? Or am I just an angel who never got his time? I think of all the things I’ve done The deceit and the lies, Of all the people who let life, just pass them by, I’m glad I wasn’t one of them My life was never dry. So don’t turn the lights out I like the feelin’ on ma eyes. |