LYRIC

When I was in Russia
I got into fight
I was knocked unconscious
By this brute who's name was Mike

When I got my conscious back
I saw her standing there
She looked just like an angel
Except for her short black hair

Then I realized that I was not alive
I'd become a ghost
And she was just a dream
And all the things she said
It suddenly made sense

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