I Don't Wanna be I Don't Wanna be me I Don't Wanna be me anymore
Ever throwing at his home Two glass houses, twenty stones Fourteen yellow, six are blue Could it be worse.....quite doubtful
I Don't Wanna be I Don't Wanna be me I Don't Wanna be me anymore
I Don't Wanna be I Don't Wanna be me I Don't Wanna be me anymore
Two steps forward, three steps back Without warning, heart attack He fell asleep in the snow Never woke up, died alone
I Don't Wanna be I Don't Wanna be me I Don't Wanna be me anymore
I Don't Wanna be I Don't Wanna be me I Don't Wanna be me anymore
Please don't dress in black When you're at his wake Don't go there to mourn But to celebrate
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