torsdag 29 oktober 2009

I'm under pressure Kicking into overdrive

I'm a loose cannon
I will not make it out alive
See I'm wrapped around your finger
I'm digging in the dirt
I'm so deep into this shit I can taste the earth 'Cause you're running me in circles I'm running out of breath But you ain't gonna stop 'til there's nothing left
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Save your givings for the living instead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead

You're a karma killer

Each day I die in a million ways
I cut you out of my life
But I'm too weak by 14 days
I'm wrapped around your finger
I'm digging in the dirt
I'm so deep into this shit I can taste the earth You're running me in circles I'm running out of breath But you ain't gonna stop 'til there's nothing left
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead Don't bring flowers after I'm dead Save your givings for the living instead Don't bring flowers after I'm dead After I'm dead
When I'm gone, who are you to mourne? So don't touch me when I'm lying in my coffin
Don't stand there crying as you're watching
Don't put no flowers by my final bed

Don't bring flowers after I'm dead

Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Save your givings for the living instead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead

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