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Title: I call this one Mourning flower
Post by: K Style Addiction on October 26, 2014, 04:35:49 PM
Post by: K Style Addiction on October 26, 2014, 04:35:49 PM
It's all over, they've played the encore.
No more music, no more life
Look ma, as I pretend to take this all in strife
I dream of the dead, who numbers I shall soon join
Flip of the coin, who am I fooling it's over
Throw on me on a cold metal bed, sprinkle
Mourning flowers on my head
Oh how nice it would be, to be dead
Forever lonely, I'm meaningless
No one cares, just a peasant
Bleed yourself dry. That is your present
Ah to die and to never feel again,
No more pain
No more music, no more life
Look ma, as I pretend to take this all in strife
I dream of the dead, who numbers I shall soon join
Flip of the coin, who am I fooling it's over
Throw on me on a cold metal bed, sprinkle
Mourning flowers on my head
Oh how nice it would be, to be dead
Forever lonely, I'm meaningless
No one cares, just a peasant
Bleed yourself dry. That is your present
Ah to die and to never feel again,
No more pain