don't bring flowers after i'm dead

I'm under pressure
Kicking into overdrive
I'm a loose cannon
I will not make it out alive

I'm digging in the dirt
I'm so deep into this shit I can taste the earth

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

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
Save your givings for the living instead



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