LYRIC

Overkill things against my will
The thrill of being alive has left my soul
Now I'm outside it’s cold
I'm froze gasping the remote moment
As they shine a light straight into my eyes
See a boat outta here
Follow a line down a road
Gimme something just gimme something

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