After I'm dead
I'm wrapped around your finger,
I'm digging in the dirt.
I'm to 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.
I'm digging in the dirt.
I'm to 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.
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