
Realizing the christams car accident Songtext
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This car crash, happened on this lonely road.
In this dead end street.
The sirens wake me up from this tragedy.
And I hope that the worst won't appear.
And I'll know you won't be concious.
In the winter I didn't know this would come.
Along the way, I'm stuck inside this car.
Pieces of broken glass on your hair.
The seatbelt stuck on your waist.
They might stich you up from the face to the hips.
I'm sure we will find a way out.
In this dead end street.
The sirens wake me up from this tragedy.
And I hope that the worst won't appear.
And I'll know you won't be concious.
In the winter I didn't know this would come.
Along the way, I'm stuck inside this car.
Pieces of broken glass on your hair.
The seatbelt stuck on your waist.
They might stich you up from the face to the hips.
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