I was twenty-four
When my heart stopped beating
Oh what a feeling
I'm not talking about the rest
Cold supper, mind cropper,
Follow the pace
Of this dealing
I hit the ceiling by the few,
I'm not too impressed.
Lonely nights, don't do me suicide
I just can't help to stay awake at night
And now it's shake shake shake
I was twenty-four
When my breath stopped breathing
Internal bleeding
Infernal pain in my chest
In the dark and lonely night
My mind goes solo
And anyway what's that
In the dark and handsome light
My head spins only
Only you and me
In Tokyo town
But now I hit the ground
I was twenty-four
When my heart stopped dreaming
Oh what a feeling
And I'm not talking about the rest
Lonely nights,
Don't do me suicide
I suffer rock,
It almost had me died
And now I'm breakin' achin' it
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