Put me to sleep in the sea of the dead
Salt licks at my wounds, water fills my head
Never alive, die with no regrets
A stitch in time saves nine
Fifty cents well spent.
Put me to sleep in the sea of the dead
Salt licks at my wounds, water fills my head
Never alive, die with no regrets
A stitch in time saves nine
Fifty cents well spent.
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