Death doesn’t suit you at all
It’s not like you to die
There’s only one hand that could hand me the hankerchief
I so desperately need
It’s so unlike you
To be in a coffin
I never thought I’d see the day
I’d tell you you look nice
But you would only smile and say
Fuck off.

I’ll just go for a walk
Let the rain break the clouds
Where it breaks the clouds
It breaks the light
Breaks the silence
Breaks my face
Death doesn’t suit you
It just doesn’t suit you at all

 

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