When you die you're not dead he who is forgotten is dead
Stop texting first and see how many dead flowers you've be watering
On the day of judgment I'll stand on the edge of hell with the stain of your love on my heart
When you die you're not dead he who is forgotten is dead
Stop texting first and see how many dead flowers you've be watering
On the day of judgment I'll stand on the edge of hell with the stain of your love on my heart
Ahh
Alright man gotta go now may we meet again
See ya