Besedila:
God Or Julie What Doesn T Kill You

told me Now the bruises show and everybody knows You can heal or you can fall And like your only friend I fight you to the end I hear you scream again

that god will take you out of here but your still alone it's too late to bring you out on your own but if you could see the way you breathe the oxygen is all you

it's not you, and I can't lie. You shouldn't hang on, it's already gone, don't wait by the phone, i'm not coming home. You shouldn't hang, it's already