I’m not anything at all.
I must have the walkin’ blues.
I’m on the floor.
I’m gonna walk on down the sun,
I’m on the floor dying.
I’m on the floor dying.
I’m on the floor dying.
When I start a-walkin’,
Only, only, only 45 seconds.
On down the sun,
I’m dead.
Good morning blues,
I’m a ghost.
Done want a few words with you.
He’s dead. Mica. They killed him.
Some happy day,
I promise.
Some day,
He’s dead, he’s fucking dead.
Some day,
I promise, I promise, it’s okay, he’s gone, it’s alright, I promise, I promise, I promise.
My trials will fewer be.
I’m in a pair of arms.
Some day,
Ace.
Some day,
I’m in Ace’s arms.
Some day,
I’m safe.
Some day,