I live my life with my back against the wall
I really cannot figure anything at all
I have run
I remember friends
I remember lovers
I remember fighters
I remember feeling like I couldn't get them all
I would swim against the river,
swim against the stream.
I'm not alive,
I am only in a dream.
I'm not gone.
I'm not gone.
You're all gone.
I'm not gone.
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