MY DEATH

In my nightmare, they were standing
Right over there
Everyone was watching me walk to my death
Their eyes full of silence, I couldn't catch my breath
Was on a high cliff that night
With no chance to turn back

They want to see me go
They don't want me here
Oh, they don't love me, so
What am I doing here?
They wanna clap their hands
When I disappear, my
Funeral will be a show
When I'm no longer here
(When I'm no longer here)
(When I'm no longer here)

I'll collect their pities
This gonna be my flowers
To decorate my coffin
And they're around counting hours
I'll be in another dimension (dimension)
Or maybe in the void (void, void, void)

They want to see me go
They don't want me here
Oh, they don't love me, so
What am I doing here?
They wanna clap their hands
When I disappear, my
Funeral will be a show
When I'm no longer here
(When I'm no longer here)
(When I'm no longer here)
(When I'm no longer here)
(When I'm no longer here)

This gonna be a show
This gonna be a show