الكلمات الأصلية
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Feet up, coaster coasting a cup
Sinking down and settling in
Dream deep, standing still on your feet
Never cared for what you could be
Your crime is the passing of time
And potential spreading thin
Dream deep standing still on your feet
Never knowing what you could be
The way, your back will break
With chains at your knees
The light will die the more you're free
What doesn't kill me makes me weak
What doesn't kill me weighs my feet
What doesn't kill me makes me weak
Divine is this burden of mine
Simple life and varying joy
Dream deep standing still my your feet
Never cared for what I could be
I'm blind to my suffering mind
And eventual miserable end
Dream deep standing still on my feet
Always knowing what I could be
The way, your back will break
With chains at your knees
The light will die the more you're free
What doesn't kill me makes me weak
What doesn't kill me weighs my feet
What doesn't kill me makes me weak
The way, your back will break
With chains at your knees
The light will die the more you're free
What doesn't kill me makes me weak
What doesn't kill me weighs my feet
What doesn't kill me makes me weak
