I come out the house and run down the stairs
I look up and scream but there’s still no one there
I run on the roof and hang over the ledge
I'm so close to falling I slip off the edge
I'm hanging by one hand fifty feet from my death
When all of a sudden I feel someone’s breath
I wake up and notice it was only a dream
and suddenly my life’s not as bad as it seemed!
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