My Bike

Extended Puppy

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There was a time
When I was young and fine
Death never strikes
When I go ride my bike

My bike

Behind the attic's door
I see you on the floor
Whatever you were
It's always flame qüer

My bike

But now I'm old and dead
And I'm laying in my bed
I feel good when I fly
But I still ride my bike

My bike