[Intro]
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[Verse]
I can t feel my right side ear but I ll probably still not listen to jazz
I can t feel my left side hand god I hope it comes back to me again
But all this means is I ll get back what I lost
When I wanted to die
Eight months before
Or a year or two ago
Sitting in my room with the light beams shining through
And an able bodied soul but a mind that didn t know
That light beam was gold