Hearts might fail
So, what? Our organs are frail
You're soft, like snails
The knife will cut your tail in two
I'll glue it right back if you want me to
The world is so sharp, it'll cut right through
Your eyes are now grey, but they once were blue
But time hasn't been too kind to you
Time heals wounds, or so they say
But it's not too true
For me, this time my finger sleepwalks right down your spine
Live your life through a TV screen
Well, heaven don't seem too nice to me
I lie awake in bed, I am counting sheep
I'm wishing that you were here, with me
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Afterlife don't seem too fun when you have to die alone
Sometime, it's grinds your bones until you are slime
Kiss my lips 'til we both are spun
I lie awake in bed and you make me cum
I think I'm content, maybe I'm just dumb
But you're always so nice to me
(Oh, god)