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Standing on out on the Edge of the building Watching the traffic below Drinking a beer and thinking of jumping Not far from ready to go Below me the crowd Slowing gathers around Cops cars with news cameras too I just can't get out of this pain I'm in And I don't know what else to do Sometimes i feel like I'm so uninvited Like something so out of touch They tell me depression Runs in the family Well, that doesn't help me much The crowds yelling "jump" Over a cop on a bullhorn Making them harder to hear He's saying something about Having so much to live for I'm almost threw with my beer Letras de canciones(Whistling) Squinting my eyes to See through the sunlight The crows even bigger now There's no point in wondering What afterlife's like It don't matter anyhow We're already in hell As far as I can tell Just listen to these people scream This feels like a rally In a high school field house I feel like the captain of the team Well, here goes the captain of the team... (Whistling) Follow the light to the Garden of Eden You stand at the pearly gates Saint Peter comes over His hand on my shoulder He's telling me I got away He says, "You know you can't kill yourself And still get in here kid. But you look like A victim of circumstance So I'm just gonna break every bone in your Body and give you another chance Waking up slowly Looking around me, alone in a recovery room But closing my eyes I can see the new sunrise Over acres of flowers in bloom I don't know when it will be But the next time you see me I'll be tapping to a whole new beat Walking souls in to the holes of my shoes Down the sunny side of the street Sunshine... (Whistling) From Letras Mania