Im Not Dead

by Rikk Rollins




A little bit of whiskey a little bit of gin
Stuck into the this place I'm in
With this little bit of sin
Went to Toronto with a guitar on my back
Nothing to show for but these hardline on my neck

Theses this ghost town a place called Allen's Mill
A little bit of history in this old Scottish hill
My Feet grew tired the day was losing light
To rest my head is all I need tonight

With all those memories
All the words I've said
I'm just glad I'm here
With all those memories
All the words I've said
I'm just glad I'm here

I'm not dead
I'm not dead

They once told me if there's will there's way
Step by step they said its a choice we make
Shoes wear down with every step we take
So plead them sole-less with every choice we break

Like our soul our shoes wear down
Not by the mountains or the rain that makes you frown
Like our lives the sky crumbles down
Not by spades but the cards that have been drawn

All those memories
All the words I've said
I'm just glad I'm here
All those memories
All the words I've said
I'm just glad I'm here
All those memories
All the words I've said
I'm just glad I'm here
All those memories
All the words I've said
I'm just glad I'm here

I'm not dead
I'm not dead
I'm not dead
I'm not dead

Written by: Richard Desrochers

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