歌词

(The end of me) (The end of me) (The end of me) (The end of me) (The end of me) (The end of me) Am I a fool to picture my own funeral as a real gala affair? Everybody's there, everybody cares about me Am I a wretch to fantasize about my death like it was Some big event everybody laments Where everybody says, "what a life he led" Or am I, just a lot like all the rest? (All the rest, all the rest) A little, egotistical, a little self-obsessed If a tree fall on me Will it crash or just fall silently? Will there be anybody to see the death of me? The end of me? The end of me The end of me The end of me The end of me The end of me The end of me Am I a freak to dream about the street On which I live when I am rich I'll build a boulevard of piss I'll own the block Talk a lot about the stupid shit I bought Like the island in the sun The one I blew up just for fun Or am I, just a lot like all the rest? (All the rest, all the rest) A little, grandiose, and just a little self-possessed If a wave come and take me Will there be some ship to save me? Or at least a little fish to see the death of me? The end of me? The end of me The end of me The end of me The end of me The end of me The end of me At the end of me The end of me The end of me The end of me At the end of me
Writer(s): Ryan Lee Guldemond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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