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I awoke a skeleton in a baby's armsShe sighed, "Darling, we are all dealing with this,In a different way"So I cry and put my head in my handsAnd I dreamt about that storm that's gonna comeAnd swallow us all upSo put my name on a list and give it to everyone that I loveSo come on, Dil and Thomas,Why'd you drink yourself to death?Before you read this one,That I've been working onI think I've got my problems peggedBut oh, forget it, let's turn Revolver over againSo I scored seven bucksFrom this kid in my dorm,He was high and pre-occupiedAnd I went to meet the man who waits for meOn one-hundred-eighty-seventh StreetHe's not my friend,He's not my brother,I'm just looking for a way to feel ignoredSo put the guns in their slings,I'm not with you in Rockland no moreLetras de cancionesSo come on, Dil and Thomas,Why'd you drink yourself to death?Before you read this one,That I've been working onI think I've got my problems peggedBut oh, forget it, let's turn Revolver over againI don't wanna dieI don't wanna die(We go gently, we go gracefully)I don't wanna dieI don't wanna die(We go gently, we go gracefully)I don't wanna dieI don't wanna die From Letras Mania