I Dream of Fields Full of Lavender and Snowy Evergreen Forests

Hung himself with the belt Oh no Buckle broke Belt locked around my throat No I didn't write a note Now I'm that dreadheaded ghost Drifting around from coast to coast Went from the branch to a light post Went from no hope Crying in the snow oh Now I go out and get approached whoa I ain't tryna boast though Cause I know it could go away Were all alone when we hit the grave One day you'll forget my name And forget what I had to say Hung himself with the belt