John's Last HourJohn's Last HourJohn's Last Hour
As John lays on his bed His eyes are turning red He has a powerful fright But he keeps it in, with all his might
As he eats the last scoop of his last meal He starts to think that this ain't real He wishes that he could turn back time Now he's sorry for his comitted crime
The guard then asks if he's ready He then stands straight up and steady He walks trhough the long hallway And all the others have nothing to say
He then sees the chair And now he does care But minutes later he rides the lightning And le
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