| You say we're friends, that much is said But will you miss me when I'm dead? | |
| Will you call my spirit back, Will my grave turn your heart black ? | |
| When my life is done, and every thing is spent... You will remember me, but to what extent? | |
| Would you cry or would you celebrate me because I did die | |
| wow this is amazing i can relate a lot with this is kinda moved me. I think i need to get my pen and paper again. lol | |
| Would you weep o'er my bed, when my body's black and dead? Or will you rejoice to see my room, Cold and lifeless as a tomb? |

