... And the night got swollen Bloated like a man drowned In the river That night I turned on no light There was nothing to look at The big and black one arrived And he bit my very heart I was not surprised by that I did not fall any pain ... And the morning has died And the sun got arrested It carries a life sentence I have never expected Id become an eskimo And absolutely carelessly I have thrown up my feeling I have never expected Id become my own shadow I have thrown up my memos And I felt my black heart Pumping my cold black blood It was high time for me To go and get a beer Death called me late that night She calls anytime she has a problem Death was weeping on the phone And I didnt know what to say I have never expected Id become my own shadow I have thrown up my memos And I felt my black heart Pumping my cold black blood It was high time for me To go and get a beer
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