When I'm dead

I've burned your picture for the hundreth time now
I remember each and every single one
Your cold
So cold
But I'm still the moth attracted to your flame

You burn me every goddamn time
And I'll forget you when I'm dead

You play your songs for the living still
But lately you have gone quite deaf
Quiet times for years to come
Still your voice echo through my head

You drag me down every goddamn time
And I'll forget you when I'm dead

Meet me by the hanging tree
I'll show you what it truly means to be free
Close your eyes
Save yourself
I'm just looking for some piece of mind

You disappoint me every goddamn time
And I'll forget you when I'm dead

When I'm dead

Rough knowing that the hand that feeds you also slams your door
Sun settled long ago, it never had been this dark before and I know
You saw the devil many times long after he'd left Georgia behind
Caught Jesus in the garden force-baptizing a child
And you'll find
I told you atleast - a fucking thousand times - that you're mine
And I'll forget you when I'm dead



Credits
Writer(s): Andersson Wik Mikael Carl Django Leonard, Bringeland Karl-rasmus Sigurdsson
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