Ocean Jet - Weak

Seven years I go, with no turning back Counting every day, taking every chance, But everywhere I go, every way I choose, I can hear them saying - ’Boy, you know you’ll lose’ They say that I won’t dare, won’t get under way They tighten heavy rope around my neck They don’t have any name, they’re here to stay All these fears of mine But I have to kill ’em For so many lives that I’ve lost Have to kill ’em, For so many years I’ve been a ghost So w
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