Cancer-TEXT

24. března 2007 v 11:20 | parez |  Texty-The Black Parade
Cancer
I wonder
If you could get me a drink
Of water cause my lips are chapped and faded
Call my aunt Marry
help me gather all my things
and bury me
in all my favorite colours,
my sisters and my brothers, still,
I will not kiss you,
cause the hardest part of this,
is leaving you.

Turn away,
cause I'm awful just to see
cause all my hair abandoned all my body,
all my agony,
know that I will never marry,
baby, I'm just dyin' from the chemo,
but counting down the days to go.

It's guilty living,
and i just hope you know,
that if you say,
good-bye today,
I'd ask you to be true,
cause the hardest part of this,
is leaving you...

cause the hardest part of this,
is leaving you...
 

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