Venenum
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Miss Me
Im looking at a picture of myself,
I ask myself when Im dead,
Would you miss me?
Cause dead things are easy to forget.
Would you be at my funeral,
Would the rain hide your tears,
Would you still be sitting at my grave,
When the rest of them is already gone
One thing I want to know for so long,
Would you miss me when Im gone?
Would you keep me in your heart?
Would you keep me in your heart?
There are some sad things on my mind,
But dont worry the reason isnt you,
I dont want to go so soon,
There are still things that I have to do,
I want to spent my whole life with you,
I hope I can treat you like you deserve it,
But so many times I do so much wrong,
Life will never be easy and Im sick of it
Would you be at my funeral,
Would the rain hide your tears,
Would you still be sitting at my grave,
When the rest of them is already gone
What is this life more than a game?
A game you only can play but never win,
There is so much that bothers me,
I never give up but I always give in
I hope you understand that I need time,
I cant always appreciate life that easy,
I cant wash my hands in innocence,
I hope you never will forsake me
Would you be at my funeral,
Would the rain hide your tears,
Would you still be sitting at my grave,
When the rest of them is already gone
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Im looking at a picture of myself,
I ask myself when Im dead,
Would you miss me?
Cause dead things are easy to forget.
Would you be at my funeral,
Would the rain hide your tears,
Would you still be sitting at my grave,
When the rest of them is already gone
One thing I want to know for so long,
Would you miss me when Im gone?
Would you keep me in your heart?
Would you keep me in your heart?
There are some sad things on my mind,
But dont worry the reason isnt you,
I dont want to go so soon,
There are still things that I have to do,
I want to spent my whole life with you,
I hope I can treat you like you deserve it,
But so many times I do so much wrong,
Life will never be easy and Im sick of it
Would you be at my funeral,
Would the rain hide your tears,
Would you still be sitting at my grave,
When the rest of them is already gone
What is this life more than a game?
A game you only can play but never win,
There is so much that bothers me,
I never give up but I always give in
I hope you understand that I need time,
I cant always appreciate life that easy,
I cant wash my hands in innocence,
I hope you never will forsake me
Would you be at my funeral,
Would the rain hide your tears,
Would you still be sitting at my grave,
When the rest of them is already gone
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