Lying in a casket
Now i'm laying in a casket
well, do you want to know why?
these stripes across my forearm
i swear they were a cry
i really wanted to tell you
i really wasn't "fine"
but well, you believed me
so i kept up the lie
now i'm lying in a casket
because this was the last time
i'm lying in a casket
cause you didn't hear my goodbye
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