It's black
Cold as hell
We're here
Alone
Where are we?
Why are we?
Who knows?
Who'll ever know?
I know shit.
The doctors less.
All I know
Is that my gramps
Is dieing
He's sick
Noone knows
Jack
We're out here
Alone
Windy
It's hell
And we are
here all alone
And we are
Riding the storm out
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