| Now that I’m dead and gone
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| Look at me
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| I’m floating like the breeze
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| With my roots strong like trees
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| I’m filtered in your memories
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| Holding a candle light vigil
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| Saying a prayer
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| My name is graced
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| Buried with the paint on my face
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| I put the chase up long enough
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| I live the lifestyle wrong and tough
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| And now my life span’s up
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| I give a fuck
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| I’m about to run it in the after life
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| And hopefully they put my soul in the butcher knife
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| If I was to die
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| It’d make a lot of people happy
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| No funeral possesions
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| No plot at the cemetery
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| Finally
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| I can be alone in my own world
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| The wagons come take me away from the killing fields
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| If I was to die
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| Would you finally shut your mouth?
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| Understand what I am
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| Understand what I’m about
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| Like curse
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| Place me up high on your pedastil
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| I’m about to find out
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| (SHAGGY IT’S TIME TO GO)
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| I wanna die
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| So I can see the otherside
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| I wanna die
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| So I can fly (Take Me With You)
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| I wanna die
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| Take me to the otherside
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| I wanna die
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| So I can fly (Take Me Away)
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| I wanna die
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| Maybe I’ll get angel wings
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| So I can cut them off
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| Cook them up
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| I have some helly wing dings
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| I’d take my hallo off
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| Get myself a ladder
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| Hang it on the wall
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| Maybe you’ll think it’s a gold record
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| Death
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| Everybody follow my hearse
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| Why does everybody always gotta go and die first?
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| Before their homies are missing them
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| Family members kissing them
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| Everybody even enemies stop dissing them
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| I want to die
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| So I can haunt my buddies
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| Stand behind them in the mirror with my eyes all bloody
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| Stick my long, black, cold tongue all in the ear
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| And be like, «I'm only playing»
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| And disappear
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| I wanna die
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| And have everything answered
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| What happened to my father?
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| Why was I a bastard?
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| What is thunder?
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| Is it really God bowling?
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| And nightime’s a blanket
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| And all the stars are the holes in it
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| Jamie Madrox:
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| Your answers are unneccesary
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| You understand
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| Never question the emotions
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| Of an unstable man
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| I got the petals of the Lotus
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| And the pedal to the floor
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| Following a black hearse
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| In the rain through a thunder storm
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| Never once did I invision
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| Me being stuck in such a situation
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| He made decisions
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| And now his spirit levitating
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| I can see him waving at me
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| Through the window of the hearse
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| He’s crying blood
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| It all stops and it gets worst
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| Ashes to ashes
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| Dust to dust
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| At least that’s what I was told
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| When I was on the come up
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| Been to the grave and it ain’t no joke
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| Resurfaced to the earth with the spirits I envoke
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| Cut down in my prime
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| When my block got hit
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| Now I’m riding in the back of a hearse and shit
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| Darkness, pitch black
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| Never seeing no one
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| And the devil got his darkest demons
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| Riding shotgun
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| Take me away
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| Take me with you
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| Take me away
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| Take me with you
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| Take me away |