“Will they remember my name when I’m gone? When they know what I did was so fucking wrong? Put the steel to my wrist - lost the breath in my chest, just to forget all the wrongs I had left. I took the exit, left my friends in the gutter; left my life right behind me - left myself, left it all, not a falter not a stutter, not a note, and now? There’s Nothing at all. Are you at all haunted by memories past? Are you ready to make this one breath your last? Is your chest so heavy you’re ready to leave, Or are you just hoping that someone will grieve? And now we roll on… I’m gone now, I don’t remember much, I just know that I would have been better off if I had stayed, spoken to a friend, let my heart keep on beating and not given it all up for the grave. There’s no one there on the other side there’s nothing more than what I had. There’s no ghost left to haunt you so you know I’m still here, just the end of my life nothing left here at all. There’s no memories here, just the regrets of the dead, please don’t follow my footsteps - cherish all you have left. There’s no one there on the other side, (there’s no one there on the other side) there’s nothing more than what I had. There’s no ghost left to haunt you. There’s no ghost. There’s no memories here, just the regrets of the dead, please don’t follow in my footsteps - cherish all you have left.”
vackert.
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