Woorden: Erik Hassle. Don't Bring Flowers.

I'm under pressure
Kicking into overdrive
I'm a loose cannon
I will not make it out alive

See I'm wrapped around your finger
I'm digging in the dirt
I'm so deep into this shit I can taste the earth
Cause you're running me in circles
I'm running out of breath
But you ain't gonna stop 'til there's nothing left

Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Save your givings for the living instead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead

You're a karma killer
Each day I die in a million ways
I cut you out of my life
But I'm too weak by 14 days

I'm wrapped around your finger
I'm digging in the dirt
I'm so deep into this shit I can taste the earth
You're running me in circles
I'm running out of breath
But you ain't gonna stop 'til there's nothing left

Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Save your givings for the living instead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
After I'm dead

When I'm gone, who are you to mourn?
So don't touch me when I'm lying in my coffin
Don't stand there crying as you're watching
Don't put no flowers by my final bed

Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead
Save your givings for the living instead
Don't bring flowers after I'm dead