Snowing - I Think We're In Minsk | Текст песни

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Play Vera Lynn at my funeral, though I don't think we will meet again.
I'm not morbid.
I'm just forgetful and I think it'd be a funny way to end.
But I can wait to get there.
I know that light is somewhere so I'll fucking find it I swear.
Tie it down and drag it back home.
Sunburnt like every summer.
Sleepless like every new year.
If I die, I'm dying right here.
All my friends I'm begging you stay close.
Real life: it will get you every time (get you every time)
Oh my god.
Now let me contradict the last few things I wrote, like,
"I'm not morbid. I'm just forgetful".
Because I am morbid. The dam is fucking breaking.