The darkness, the pain
My memories, insane
The darkness, the pain
my memories, insane
Waking up on the wrong side of death
Unable to think, to breathe, to react
I don't know
I don't know why
I don't know why I'm still alive
The milky light of a November sky,
A trembling hand shielding my eyes,
Dragging myself out of a Docklands street,
Can't think of a reason why I'm still on my feet
The darkness, the pain
my memories, insane
I need to know
I need to know why
I need to know why I'm still alive

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