6 acessos
I was alive (repeat).
And now I'm dead.
Something inside, keeps telling me I have died.
Something below, keeps pulling me through my snow.
Something inside, keeps telling me I have died.
Something I know, it makes me numb even though...
Oh, God. I'm dead.
I shouldn't have asked it yet.
It makes me numb even though...
Oooh, let it go.