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 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



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Lee Guldemond
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