ORCA

Oh, I could see your Place, I hate it So, not my ace of Spades How, I would give it Up, but not for You, now live it Up When will it go back to how it was then I don't know how long it's been Seventy years no ten Can't even count no more Leave me alone with my thoughts and my pain Want to stay back here I, want to stay back here I, don't want to leave No I don't want to go Stop it no Make it slow I don't want to Go I don't wanna know Years ago