| This life isn’t mine
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| I’m still here on borrowed time
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| I take all my medicines
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| I count all my blessings
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| If I died this must be my afterlife
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| All the colors make me cry
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| I still hardly sleep at night
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| I went to the light
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| Dressed in black and bathed in white
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| Took my own life in my hands
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| I fixed my posture, how I stand
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| But this is now
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| Everything’s so simple how
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| To stand with both feet on the ground
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| I keep on breathing in and out
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| This life isn’t mine
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| I’m still here on borrowed time
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| I take all my medicines
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| I count all my blessings
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| This life isn’t mine
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| I’m still here on borrowed time
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| I take all my medicines
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| I count all my blessings
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Waiting on my mania to press rewind
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| I bide my time, I bide my time
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| Impulsivity creeps in and I’m questioning what is mine
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| Never too comfortable
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| Never mistaken
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| Cause what is given can also be taken
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| I’m terrified, I’m terrified
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| In the meantime, I might watch the skies
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| Pick a cloud
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| Try just for a moment to enjoy what you found
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| While you still don’t have nothing to worry about
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| Cause you never know when it could come crashing down
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| This life isn’t mine
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| I’m still here on borrowed time
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| I take all my medicines
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| I count all my blessings
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| This life isn’t mine
|
| I’m still here on borrowed time
|
| I take all my medicines
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| I count all my blessings
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud
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| Pick out a cloud |