| Funeral Dreams | ||||
| I was suprised by the number of loved ones As I stared right through my velvet box It scared me to think I'd hurt so many And my soul would never rest Even the people I didn't think cared Those who turned a blind eye Those who got me into so much trouble for my own good Those who tried so hard to get through With no luck As the hymns grow louder Their faces grow sadder I can't believe the upset I've caused And still have reason to hate myself I never want to hurt my friends It's good to die alone All in black They hold each other Like I meant something Like I would never be forgotten At that I squirm in my coffin For I'd rather not exist as a sad memory You people wonder why There's no reason I'd like to sing them a song But I'm unable I'd like to help them along They'll live I'll wait and die alone |
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