Lay me down on how you see fit
Sink me in any way you choose to
Send me away with the words of "fucking perfect"
I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe
when she looks up to the clouds,
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be,
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time.
there's a girl here who says she'll love me forever,
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife.
A penny for my thoughts, nahhh, I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a dead
And maybe then you'll hear the words I've been saying
Funny when you're dead how people start listening.
The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep dem for when you need them
Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them.
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