Из альбома: Hassle
I'm under pressure,
Be-gi-gi-ginning to overdrive
I'm a loose canon mmh,
I will not make it out alive
See I'm wrapped around your finger,
I'm digging in the dirt
I'm so deep into this shit I can taste the earth
'Cause 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
You're a comicular,
Each day I die in a million ways
I cut you out of my life,
But I'm to weak by 14 days
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
When I'm gone, who are you to mourne?
No 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
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Save your givings for the living instead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead