I don't know why I keep on doing it
Through parted fingers I am watching as it spins again
I felt ok, about an hour ago
Falling backwards down your stairs that ain’t a way to go
How many people will it take to carry me out of here?
I can't remember much but what I can ain't very clear
How many people will it take to carry me out of here?
I can’t remember much but what I can, I don't adhere
Well my chest hurts, from the knuckles
And my head hurts on account of the floor
I try to recollect, just what happened
As the blood runs, to the bag on the floor
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